"Pretty Issue" lyrics
Fresco Trey & JinoDaDon Lyrics
(Fire to the rain) Pretty issue, uh
I got a folder with all your pics, and I named it Pretty Pixels, uh
(Watched it pour as I touched your face)
Christian Dior every chance I get 'cause I know God sent you, uh
(Well, it burned while I cried 'cause I heard it screamin' out your name)
I gotta fuck you good 'cause I know what your heart been through (Your name)
It'd all be so simple
You my baby, you get what you want
You my baby, you come number one
My baby don't worry about nothin'
My baby don't worry about nothin'
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, uh
You my baby, you get what you like (You my baby)
You my baby, I'll turn up your life (You my baby)
You my baby, then fuck it, let's make it official, shit
'Cause I'm with you for life (Woah-oh-oh)
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby (Yeah)
I ain't trippin', I know that they asked you
To me, that's just part of the plot
I'd be lying if I say I don't miss you
Start tippin' and call you a lot
We can meet at the end of the road
Start living a life, fulfilling these goals
You the reason I cut off these hoes
Took me by the mind, uplifted my soul
You ain't a problem, bae, you a pretty issue, uh
I got a folder with all your pics, and I named it Pretty Pixels, uh
Christian Dior every chance I get 'cause I know God sent you, uh
I gotta fuck you good 'cause I know what your heart been through
It'd all be so simple
We shoot for the stars, I'm living on Mars, I ride down the road (I ride down the road)
Bae, give me your love, I want me a hug, I'm feeling all over (I'm feeling all over)
I'm keeping it P, you just what I need
I'm loving on you, and you loving on me
You stay on my mind when I'm roaming the streets
You making my world at peace
You my baby, you get what you want (You my baby)
You my baby, you come number one (You my baby)
My baby don't worry about nothin' (You my baby)
My baby don't worry about nothin' (You my baby)
Come here, my baby, my baby (My baby), my baby (Oh), my baby (Woah)
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, uh
You my baby, you get what you like (You my baby)
You my baby, I'll turn up your life (You my baby)
You my baby, then fuck it, let's make it official, shit
'Cause I'm with you for life (Woah-oh-oh)
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
You ain't a problem, bae, you a pretty issue, uh
I got a folder with all your pics, and I named it Pretty Pixels, uh
Christian Dior every chance I get 'cause I know God sent you, uh
I gotta fuck you good 'cause I know what your heart been through
It'd all be so simple
I got a folder with all your pics, and I named it Pretty Pixels, uh
(Watched it pour as I touched your face)
Christian Dior every chance I get 'cause I know God sent you, uh
(Well, it burned while I cried 'cause I heard it screamin' out your name)
I gotta fuck you good 'cause I know what your heart been through (Your name)
It'd all be so simple
You my baby, you get what you want
You my baby, you come number one
My baby don't worry about nothin'
My baby don't worry about nothin'
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, uh
You my baby, you get what you like (You my baby)
You my baby, I'll turn up your life (You my baby)
You my baby, then fuck it, let's make it official, shit
'Cause I'm with you for life (Woah-oh-oh)
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby (Yeah)
I ain't trippin', I know that they asked you
To me, that's just part of the plot
I'd be lying if I say I don't miss you
Start tippin' and call you a lot
We can meet at the end of the road
Start living a life, fulfilling these goals
You the reason I cut off these hoes
Took me by the mind, uplifted my soul
You ain't a problem, bae, you a pretty issue, uh
I got a folder with all your pics, and I named it Pretty Pixels, uh
Christian Dior every chance I get 'cause I know God sent you, uh
I gotta fuck you good 'cause I know what your heart been through
It'd all be so simple
We shoot for the stars, I'm living on Mars, I ride down the road (I ride down the road)
Bae, give me your love, I want me a hug, I'm feeling all over (I'm feeling all over)
I'm keeping it P, you just what I need
I'm loving on you, and you loving on me
You stay on my mind when I'm roaming the streets
You making my world at peace
You my baby, you get what you want (You my baby)
You my baby, you come number one (You my baby)
My baby don't worry about nothin' (You my baby)
My baby don't worry about nothin' (You my baby)
Come here, my baby, my baby (My baby), my baby (Oh), my baby (Woah)
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, uh
You my baby, you get what you like (You my baby)
You my baby, I'll turn up your life (You my baby)
You my baby, then fuck it, let's make it official, shit
'Cause I'm with you for life (Woah-oh-oh)
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
You ain't a problem, bae, you a pretty issue, uh
I got a folder with all your pics, and I named it Pretty Pixels, uh
Christian Dior every chance I get 'cause I know God sent you, uh
I gotta fuck you good 'cause I know what your heart been through
It'd all be so simple
