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Prettifun Workout

[Verse 1]
(Hey everybody, it's LG)
Huh, came in the game, made these niggas wanna switch it up (Outtatown)
(Hehe) Cryin' while you in pain, I know you don't give a f..ck
Holdin' all that shit against me, guess you had it tucked

[Chorus]
Make her drop, make her drop that shit down like a workout
If I do it, show the brains out
If you on the 'net, then show me, know I like to keep it lowkey
Huh, yeah, protectin' my peace, drop the set, then I'm gone for the week
What's goin' with you?
Nigga call me fake, but I ain't hit the bong with ya
Feel like I can't see, it get so dark, we still glimmer
I'm 'bout to throw up, too many faces, look at my liver

[Verse 2]
(Just say whatever you want about me, huh)
Sittin' in the crib, f..ck all these niggas, I'm findin' my peace
Don't wanna f..ck with none of these hoes, they just holdin' me
Now I got bread, bitches wanna be bold with me
Wasn't like that back then
If it's a lot of fake niggas 'round you, then get to distractin'
I f..cked up on my own, nobody had me back then
If they try to spin back on that f..ck-shit, tell 'em, "Die laughin'"
Yeah, you can die laughin'

[Chorus]
Make her drop that shit down like a workout
If I do it, show the brains out
If you on the 'net, then show me, know I like to keep it lowkey
Huh, yeah, protectin' my peace, drop the set, then I'm gone for the week
What's goin' with you?
Nigga call me fake, but I ain't hit the bong with ya
Feel like I can't see, it get so dark, we still glimmer
I'm 'bout to throw up, too many faces, look at my liver, huh

[Verse 3]
Stars in the sky, they alignin'
Why your skin [suit mine?]? Wish I was intertwin' it
This is not lean, yeah, my cup got wine in it
I'ma drink the whole bottle 'til we all finished
Smoke weed 'til my brain missin'
Say I'm not addicted, huh, ho know I'm addicted
Say that I ain't eat it, but you know I eat it
Life get hard, you just gotta side with that vision

[Chorus]
Make you drop that shit down like a workout
If I do it, show the brains out
If you on the 'net, then show me, know I like to keep it lowkey
Huh, yeah, protectin' my peace
Drop the set then I'm gone for the week
What's goin' with you?
Nigga call me fake but I ain't hit the bong with ya
Feel like I can't see, it get so dark, we still glimmer
I'm 'bout to throw up, too many faces, look at my liver, huh
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