Pretty Lame (Non-Explicit)

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You keep playing all the games, well
I'ma play 'em too
Hanging up and calling back just
Anything to start a fuss
I just ain't the n*gga for relationships and sh*t, girl, not at all
No, I'm not the type to get in the way of true love
Gone if he feeling ya
See first, let's make this one clear
You ain't the baddest one here
Yeah, you feeling yourself off that drank
Try to play me, the f*ck was you thinking?

[Chorus]
Girl, with me everyday could be like summer
Got me upset 'cause I thought you'd be that one
Ready to leave from the club, but this your song
I'll pay the DJ, be like "Play this here one more time"
All these silly women got me tripping
Swear they different, be all in their feelings
Same ole sh*t, actin' like you ain't with it
Yeah, you pretty lame and I just don't get it

[Verse 2: Marcellus Juvann]
Just popped a Adee, can you send the Addy?
Gon' be a minute, I been stuck in traffic
She like, "Hurry, couldn't get there faster"
Yeah, you cute, but that attitude is unattractive
She f*ck with trappers, I'm a different rapper
She do whatever, got her bending backwards
You burnt out like an ashtray
So when I touch down, I'm on your ass, bae
You tried to play me for a fool, that's cool
I know your type
You keep it right for most irregular dudes
Let's make a truce
You f*ck me right, I'll buy you liquor and food
You told your girls you cut me off, but I stopped f*cking with you
Girl, that's drawed up
Only catching feelings when your drawers off
Got that from your mama, I'ma call her
Let me tell you something 'bout your daughter
She acting outta pocket
Ashamed that she living for them lames in her comments
Stop it

[Chorus]
Girl, with me everyday could be like summer
Got me upset 'cause I thought you'd be that one
Ready to leave from the club, but this your song
I'll pay the DJ, be like "Play this here one more time"
All these silly women got me tripping
Swear they different, be all in their feelings
Same ole sh*t, actin' like you ain't with it
Yeah, you pretty lame and I just don't get it

[Verse 3]
Swoots, they be like, "Hey," I be like, "Who that?"
Swear they know me from the crib, I be like, "True that"
Still at your mama house, thought you moved out?
Whole time you flexin' like you on your own now
I don't think she even know herself
You ain't gotta spend your whole life frontin'
I'm just trynna make ya smile like Kool-Aid
Ass fat, you need to park it somewhere, baby, slow down

[Chorus]
Girl, with me everyday could be like summer
Got me upset 'cause I thought you'd be that one
Ready to leave from the club, but this your song
I'll pay the DJ, be like "Play this here one more time"
All these silly women got me tripping
Swear they different, be all in their feelings
Same ole sh*t, actin' like you ain't with it
Yea you Pretty Lame and I just don’t get it