P.Y.B.

Lyrics: Michael Thomas Jr/Jamal James/Daryl James Music: Michael Thomas Jr/Jamal James/Daryl James [Intro: Mic Anthony] Pretty young bitch don't kill my vibe Pretty young bitch don't kill my vibe Pretty young bitch don't kill my vibe Pretty young bitch don't kill my vibe She wasn't ready to go Girl I'm just letting you My life is outta control Girl is you ready to blow
[Verse 1: Relay] Brown thing on the jock like whoa now Breaks necks everytime we hit the whole town Straight stuttin guarenteed to tear the show down Runs game but it’s nothing when a pro’s round Baby looking like a snack though Slim waist with that ass yo Only focus is the cash flow Up in Houston like the Astros I’m lovin those southern chicks Feminine but known to buss it quick Bad as hell, put her on punishment She know my name and my government Slim thick dime Let’s sip wine You can’t trip fine Take sick time
[Hook: Mic Anthony] I wanna get right I wanna hit right I wanna sit tight I wanna get right Like right after midnight Like ride if your shit tight I wanna get right I wanna hit right I wanna sip wine I wanna get right Like right after midnight Like right after midnight
[Verse 2: James Major] Hit me in the evening, you can stay for the weekend Your love got me feigning You say I’m the one you believe in Stay fly, new shit that I’m seen in I know a baddie with a fatty live in Cali She tryna get at me She love my vibe, wanna ride Pull up to the crib wanna come inside Don’t blow my high, while I’m on the grind You can sit down and sip the wine I’m just of a different kind Type of nigga you can get behind Dime pieces all different kinds Slim thick with the bbls Come to my show to the front row I guarantee you can see me well
[Hook: Mic Anthony] I wanna get right I wanna hit right I wanna sit tight I wanna get right Like right after midnight Like ride if your shit tight I wanna get right I wanna hit right I wanna sip wine I wanna get right Like right after midnight Like right after midnight