P.E.T.T.Y.
P, E
To the T,T,Y
P, E
To the T, T, Y
P.E.T.T.Y, P.E.T.T.Y
P.E.T.T.Y, P.E.T.T.Y
So what's your issue
What you doing, what you been up to
Ain't making no moves just like a statue
You a pair of outdated sneakers that I outgrew
So do yourself a favor and pick up the truth
My Rollie homie told me I ain't got no time for you
Would call a Code Red but you're hella blue
Listen to me close, don't misconstrue
When you hating on me, tryna bring me down
I'll be the hurricane tearing up your town
Dubbing them heathens thieving, fiending for my crown
Press on the mute button, I don't wanna hear your sounds
Dope days, chill nights, good company, mellow vibes
Worldwide, city lights, can't fuck up my vibe
Cuz I'm P.E.T.T.Y
Said I'm P.E.T.T.Y
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Your reflection got you making others feel small
You on that Humpty Dumpty, 'bout to have a great fall
Inebriated, I must be your favorite alcohol
Betty Crocker said, "Get up out my mix"
Take ya 'tings' to Britain, get some fish and chips
Keep your bag of tricks, them Trix is for kids
You pale in comparison, you tried to eclipse
So do yourself a favor and pick up the truth
Don't be coming 'round here tryna flex on my coups
Up on the roof like Drake with the Views
Listen to me close, don't miscontrue
When you hating on me, tryna bring me down
I'll be the hurricane tearing up your town
Dubbing them heathens thieving, fiending for my crown
Press on the mute button, I don't wanna hear your sounds
Dope days, chill nights, good company, mellow vibes
Worldwide, city lights, can't fuck up my vibe
Cuz I'm P.E.T.T.Y
Said I'm P.E.T.T.Y
P, E
To the T,T,Y
P, E
To the T, T, Y
P.E.T.T.Y, P.E.T.T.Y
P.E.T.T.Y, P.E.T.T.Y
When you hating on me, tryna bring me down
I'll be the hurricane tearing up your town
Dubbing them heathens thieving, fiending for my crown
Press on the mute button, I don't wanna hear your sounds
Dope days, chill nights, good company, mellow vibes
Worldwide, city lights, can't fuck up my vibe
Cuz I'm P.E.T.T.Y
Said I'm P.E.T.T.Y
Eh, eh, eh (I'm petty, you should know)
Eh, eh, eh (I'm really petty, you should know)
Eh, eh, eh
Eh, eh, eh
I'm petty, you should know
I'm really petty
Yeah, I'm petty you should know
I'm petty you should know
Can't fuck up my vibe
To the T,T,Y
P, E
To the T, T, Y
P.E.T.T.Y, P.E.T.T.Y
P.E.T.T.Y, P.E.T.T.Y
So what's your issue
What you doing, what you been up to
Ain't making no moves just like a statue
You a pair of outdated sneakers that I outgrew
So do yourself a favor and pick up the truth
My Rollie homie told me I ain't got no time for you
Would call a Code Red but you're hella blue
Listen to me close, don't misconstrue
When you hating on me, tryna bring me down
I'll be the hurricane tearing up your town
Dubbing them heathens thieving, fiending for my crown
Press on the mute button, I don't wanna hear your sounds
Dope days, chill nights, good company, mellow vibes
Worldwide, city lights, can't fuck up my vibe
Cuz I'm P.E.T.T.Y
Said I'm P.E.T.T.Y
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Your reflection got you making others feel small
You on that Humpty Dumpty, 'bout to have a great fall
Inebriated, I must be your favorite alcohol
Betty Crocker said, "Get up out my mix"
Take ya 'tings' to Britain, get some fish and chips
Keep your bag of tricks, them Trix is for kids
You pale in comparison, you tried to eclipse
So do yourself a favor and pick up the truth
Don't be coming 'round here tryna flex on my coups
Up on the roof like Drake with the Views
Listen to me close, don't miscontrue
When you hating on me, tryna bring me down
I'll be the hurricane tearing up your town
Dubbing them heathens thieving, fiending for my crown
Press on the mute button, I don't wanna hear your sounds
Dope days, chill nights, good company, mellow vibes
Worldwide, city lights, can't fuck up my vibe
Cuz I'm P.E.T.T.Y
Said I'm P.E.T.T.Y
P, E
To the T,T,Y
P, E
To the T, T, Y
P.E.T.T.Y, P.E.T.T.Y
P.E.T.T.Y, P.E.T.T.Y
When you hating on me, tryna bring me down
I'll be the hurricane tearing up your town
Dubbing them heathens thieving, fiending for my crown
Press on the mute button, I don't wanna hear your sounds
Dope days, chill nights, good company, mellow vibes
Worldwide, city lights, can't fuck up my vibe
Cuz I'm P.E.T.T.Y
Said I'm P.E.T.T.Y
Eh, eh, eh (I'm petty, you should know)
Eh, eh, eh (I'm really petty, you should know)
Eh, eh, eh
Eh, eh, eh
I'm petty, you should know
I'm really petty
Yeah, I'm petty you should know
I'm petty you should know
Can't fuck up my vibe
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Writer(s): Jevon Whittington
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