Prettyboy Col - VINTAGE MANGO PODS Lyrics

We on some new wavy shit
I'm like Kanye with the kits
Mix it, master, sell a brick
Hogleg sellin' it sold quick
V-lone in my closet
I got clips, I got rockets
Too much drip, no faucet
I got Louis, Prada honest
Groupies on me, I can't stop it
Drop it, pop it, lock it, top it
Whoa, wait,
Please leave your shoes at the door (Ayy)
Prettyboy makin' that dough (Yuh)
Prettyboy makin' some mo (Uh)
She f*ckin' with Prettyboy's flow (Uh)
F*ckin' with Prettyboy's flow?
Ooh ooh ooh (Ayy) why is she all on my dick (Yeah)
Ooh ooh ooh (Ayy) get ya girl outta my crib (Hey)
Ooh ooh ooh (Yeah) gotta dsr with the licks (Yuh)
Ooh ooh ooh (Any) denim all over the fit (Yeah)
F*ck what you want, cause I make it rain
Designer cover, on my page
Sophomore year, let's make a stain
Popo trained me, I see your face
Olive Garden, tabs on me
'Cause I got money, that's all me
Shoutout Hazey, he lowkey
Makin music we lowkey