Picasso (feat. White Boi)

Muthafucka Sheesh Fresh out the mud straight out the third Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird Random when I flex miss match the burr Top when I drive and it's making me swerve 3 much lean last night was a blur I get fresh I don't need no mirror If you not getting no money you weird If I'm spending my money it's pure Art like Picasso you with it let's get it One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it Lawyer fare I already spent it In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the Fast lane Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim All that shaky shit in your voice I know you pussy No relationship just a pussy Bourbon Backwood with a cookie But all this red in this triple cup took me I can tell how you move you ain't cool Don't fix shit but keep the tool Royal block three shit power move I ain't got the dog but I got the food Always got a shooter off in the cut Aint pose to know what's up Unc say the dope what's up I'm Mismatch designer up She look and she wanna fuck Look in my eyes I know what's up I used to be broke then I switched it up Stout like a finger cant stuff enough But that cash in the bank how I fuck em up I made getting money my business Business is booming I press the gas fast lane lose em Hit the gas fast lane chooser Seen on the scene with yo lil thing she a lil cooler Goku hit lil bitch with the dope dick now she a user Drink lean year was it to ya Little more if I got to bring it to ya Little cheaper only if I knew ya Fresh out the mud straight out the third Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird Random when I flex miss match the burr Top when I drive and it's making me swerve 3 much lean last night was a blur I get fresh I don't need no mirror If you not getting no money you weird If I'm spending my money it's pure Art like Picasso you with it let's get it One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it Lawyer fare I already spent it In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the Fast lane Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim Fresh as a bitch ya heard nigga go hard from the first to the third Come out the hood ride straight down Earl See the dick boys nigga flip em the bird Foot on the gas lean and I swerve Sippin my lean smoking my herb Nigga talking shit I ain't never scared Pistol on my lap I ain't never worried I don't know why these niggas think my city vacation spot Nigga catch you slipping leave you stinking in that vacant lot Y'all the type to flex and act a mess off in the parking lot Im the type to lower that window down pow pow pow spark a lot Big heater or some fire reefer make ya choice bitch save yo people We ain't the same how we ain't equal My niggas cut throat we all evil Down the street at the Conoco selling dope on a low Got them plays for the low Meet me down on Duke on the 4 Fresh out the mud straight out the third Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird Random when I flex miss match the burr Top when I drive and it's making me swerve 3 much lean last night was a blur I get fresh I don't need no mirror If you not getting no money you weird If I'm spending my money it's pure Art like Picasso you with it let's get it One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it Lawyer fare I already spent it In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the Fast lane Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim