Pretty Privilege lyrics

[Intro]
(Trapboy3k)
(Oh, my goodness, oh, my goodness, CT)
(Ayy, talk to 'em, War)
Ain't no time now, it's over with
I'ma keep thuggin', n*gga, 'til this sh*t over with
Since thirteen, I had game like an older b*tch, ha

[Chorus]
We poolside, toastin' c*cktails, catchin' tans (Rich)
I could get my jewelry wet, it cost a hundred bands
My phone never stop ringin', I'm in high demand
I always get treated like the queen that I am
Never worked 9-to-5s, I got pretty privilege (I'm pretty)
Bad b*tch run my own business (Yeah)
It ain't one ho toppin' me, I'm the littest
I'm a hardbody b*tch, it's survival of the fittest

[Verse 1]
Top-knot bun, swoop bang, silver hoops (Bad b*tch)
Top-notch b*tch, perfect frame, good cooch
Your ho give every n*gga attention, the b*tch loose (The b*tch loose)
I'm not accessible, baby, I'm bulletproof (Rrah)
Scared money don't make money, I'm takin' risks (I'm takin' risks)
Why would I hate on a dusty old b*tch? (Old b*tch)
Thought you had tea on me, you was drinkin' p*ss (p*ss)
b*tches older than me, I'll call 'em lil' sis (Lil' sis)
I'm his lil' stepper, taught me everything I know
Havin' too much motion to entertain broke hoes (Uh-uh)
And I ain't kickin' it for free, b*tch, that ain't how it goes (Ah)
Get your weight up, b*tch, and stop snortin' coco (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Behind every gangster, it's a b*tch like me (Young Money Mula)
Sexy gangster b*tch talkin' too spicy (Yeah)
I might be small, but I'm real feisty (Yeah)
Wearin' matchin' ski masks 'cause we both shiesty, ha

[Chorus]
We poolside, toastin' c*cktails, catchin' tans (Rich)
I could get my jewelry wet, it cost a hundred bands
My phone never stop ringin', I'm in high demand
I always get treated like the queen that I am
Never worked 9-to-5s, I got pretty privilege (I'm pretty)
Bad b*tch run my own business (Yeah)
It ain't one ho toppin' me, I'm the littest
I'm a hardbody b*tch, it's survival of the fittest

[Verse 2]
His b*tch a trophy wife, so he flooded me in ice (Yeah, b*tch)
Intelligent, attractive, and my pus*y tight (Yeah)
Bag chaser that's totin' guns, you know he my type (Yeah, yeah)
He fell asleep in it, we was off dirty Sprite (Ooh)
Got the opps tucked in, b*tches coppin' pleas (f*ck the opps)
But my man, yeah, he takin' me on shoppin' sprees (Mhm)
One thing he gon' do is really spoil me (He like that)
Him havin' money is a plus, it's 'bout the loyalty
And for them b*tches speakin' on me, get y'all facts straight (Get y'all facts straight)
Like them hand-me-downs y'all wearin', y'all a few years late (Fraud)
I ran it up on that one sh*t for three years straight
You wasn't starvin' with me, can't eat off my dinner plate
Why you postin' your brother cheese? You know it's not yours (You know it's not yours)
You know I'm still puttin' on for them block hoes (Ha)
Real five-star goer, real thot hoes
We in the paint doin' skits, dodgin' potholes
[Pre-Chorus]
Behind every gangster, it's a b*tch like me (Young Money Mula)
Sexy gangster b*tch talkin' too spicy (Yeah)
I might be small, but I'm real feisty (Yeah)
Wearin' matchin' ski masks 'cause we both shiesty, ha

[Chorus]
We poolside, toastin' c*cktails, catchin' tans (Rich)
I could get my jewelry wet, it cost a hundred bands
My phone never stop ringin', I'm in high demand
I always get treated like the queen that I am
Never worked 9-to-5s, I got pretty privilege (I'm pretty)
Bad b*tch run my own business (Yeah)
It ain't one ho toppin' me, I'm the littest
I'm a hardbody b*tch, it's survival of the fittest

[Outro]
You know I'm still puttin' on for them block hoes (Ho)
Real five-star goer, real thot hoes
You know I'm still puttin' on for them block hoes (Ho)
We in the paint doin' skits, dodgin' potholes (Ha)