Just Me Lyrics – prettifun

Read the full Just Me lyrics by prettifun from the album Pretti Loves U 2 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Prettifun’s music, you can also explore Deposit and Rollacoasta, two other songs by Prettifun.

[Intro]
(Pretti kill—)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Just me and you always checking up, woah
On this road, I done seen a lot of stuff
I done made a whole bag then I fu*ked it up
Oh-oh (Haha), then I got it back
Not a lot of new n!ggas ’cause my bros keep me on track (Haha)
Saw my deal and went to the gun store, I can’t lack (Boop-boop-boop-boop, haha)
Throwing shots, we gon’ throw ’em back (Haha)
Cooling out and I was cooking dope, huh
Wake up at glo house then walk to the store
I was fu*ked up last year, I don’t need to know
Had to be a real n!gga, s*it came back in tenfold
She look like a model and she could’ve been in Vogue
Huh, I’m ready for a wife, I don’t wan’ love these hoes
Try this s*it once, I’ll kick your ass out the door
Try it twice, n!gga, you get sliced, b!tch, I’m cutthroat

[Verse]
Woah, woah, pull up to the show ‘fore I give you Hi-Fi
After this, a n!gga gotta work on Hi-Fi
These n!ggas lying ’bout they life, this ain’t Sci-Fi
Can’t entertain the bulls*it tonight, b!tch, I’m too tired
They want me to shut up, can’t be tongue-tied
If you say you better than me, that’s a fu*king lie
But I’m back at it
Why you dressed lil’ boy? You looking like a crack addict?
I could get the bag and flip it, simple mathematics
N!ggas beefing on the ‘net, that’s that fake static
Just gotta laugh at it and that’s so sad
Whole career co-signed, that s*it so bad, I get why you mad
N!ggas still like to trip, they on me like they dad
That could never be me, I won’t do that
Y’all be too glad to drop all that lil’ bulls*it, boy, you know it’s ass

I won’t give a pass

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Just me and you always checking up
On this road, I done seen a lot of stuff
I done made a whole bag then I fu*ked it up
Oh-oh, then I got it back
Not a lot of new n!ggas ’cause my bros keep me on track
Saw deal and went to the gun store, I can’t lack (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
If you throwing shots, we gon’ throw ’em back
Cooling out and I was cooking dope, huh
Wake up at glo house then walk to the store
I was fu*ked up last year, I don’t need to know
Had to be a real n!gga, s*it came back in tenfold (Pretti kill—)
She look like a model and she could’ve been in Vogue
Huh, I’m ready for a wife, I don’t wan’ love these hoes
Try this s*it once, I’ll kick your ass out the door
Try it twice, n!gga, you get sliced, b!tch, I’m cutthroat

[Outro]
She look like a model and she could’ve been in Vogue
I’m ready for a wife, I don’t wan’ love these hoes