Petty Too Lyrics by Lil Durk ft. Future

[Intro]
(IRoccOnTheBeat)
(Who made this shit, Pharaoh?)

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
He got caught with a bitch
I hit like twice, but I denied
I put my lil' bitch on him
He thinking with his dick
So he gon' slide
You can't call me petty, me
I share my bitches with the guys
I got bitches who I fuck and they got names
But I can't brag
I'm a heavy hitter
You wanna fly out your friend
You better be ready with her
Bitches cool, they never put me on blast
'cause I'm not petty with 'em
I did a show five hundred thou', ask Bands
I got my Patek bigger
Dr. Miami got her ass on fleek
She got her panties bigger
I just got a plug, he keep me flooded
When that price low
I like trenches hoes who sell
They lean card for they micros
I be in the Trump stuffing my Runtz up
With my white hoes
Police pop out daytime
But we pop outside at night though
Petty ass

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Future]
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, then I'm petty too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it, yeah, Pluto, woo)
Bitch, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)

[Verse 2: Future]
Cutting off my partner for thinkin' trappin' wasn't no hobby
Drop you off the label, you ain't ready to catch a body
Plugged up like cable, you gon' think I'm Black Mafia
Subtweetin', soon as we catch up, don dada
Whack that nigga, have his family writing me a novel
Went to Louis Vuitton just to show off my Balenciagas
Get mop from a prostitute, I feel her teeth
She ain't gettin' a dollar
My young ho twenty-two
She don't keep it P, I'ma fuck her mama
She ain't just for the street, these hoes for the Earth
I knew she was a freak, she grew up in a church
These hoes poppin' Plan B's like they Percs
Said I was a deadbeat, went and bought my daughter a Birkin

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Bitch, you petty, bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh
Bitch, you petty, bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, then I'm petty too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)

[Outro: Lil Durk]
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