Pretty Boy Trap, Pt. 2 Video (MV)

Always running business reason why the Comma late
Fashionably baby phone keep ringing on our date
Need a big bag mami like I'm robbin banks
Just to see you smiling burn the city down to flames
They be talking loud but ain't walk-in what they say
Girl i need it now i ain't never down to wait
You don't know my style think I over compensate
I'm still mr lover man mami like I'm shabba ranks

F*ck all that shit you saying
Came to collect my payments
Nate said I can't be faded
This worlds mine for the taking

I fell in love with the money and the drugs
I re-up half the funds with the plug
Don't say wassup when you see me at the club
I'm too pretty Like my bitch to give a f*ck

I pull off and I pull up
I feel like a zoot-suiter
I got rocks like the jeweler
I send shots at your shooter

I go pretty boy Floyd with the drum
Think I'm pretty boy Floyd on the run
Really making noise in the slums
Bitch I'm pretty boy Floyd with the drum

Pull out on emotions if you feeling some way
Ima stay 1000 Ima g in the game
Ima keep my hands clean
Nails clean hands free
No one understands me
They'll say I'm fancy

Too pretty for these streets
But I get it out the streets
Money long like limousine
My bitch lookin like cuisine

If I f*ck your lil mami
My bitch will catch a body
All these hoes is jocking
I don't see the problem

I don't get involved with
The feds or all the drama
Pretty cuz It's Comma
Pretty like my mama

I fell in love with the money and the drugs
I re-up half the funds with the plug
Don't say wassup when you see me at the club
I'm too pretty Like my bitch to give a f*ck

I pull off and I pull up
I feel like a zoot-suiter
I got rocks like the jeweler
I send shots at your shooter

I go pretty boy Floyd with the drum
Think I'm pretty boy Floyd on the run
I get paranoid for the sums
Bitch I'm pretty boy Floyd with the drum

Pretty boy Floyd with the drum
Think I'm pretty boy Floyd on the run