PICASSO - sheff g, King Von, Jay Critch

Great John on the beat by the way

Look, huh

Glock on Biggie and the clip two pack, get it?

Tryna tunnel my vision like Tubman (Gang, gang, gang), yeah

Picasso couldn’t even picture this, huh

Now my pockets never end, an erection

Catch me in a big body whip, huh

And I’m ridin' 'round with the roof off

Got this baddy toppin' shit, huh

And my hood afford it like a futon

Still no comfort in this bitch, huh

Rappin' just a niche, look

Know they watchin' shit, huh

So my hoodie on like I’m Treyvon

But these Skittles knock the taste out of shit

Rainin' from these bows, watch these colors drip

You ain’t get a day, but you’ll get it now, nigga

(You ain’t get it now, you ain’t get it now, look)

I just keep switchin' the flow up

Look, you wasn’t there for the rain

You wasn’t there through the storm

All this rage’ll make a nigga back out

Don’t get blicked, baow, nigga

Ain’t no vet when I put your dawg down

He get blicked, baow nigga

Ain’t no buck now

Lookin' like I hit a lick, still be on the strip

I got money, and I’ll still take the risk

Tell the shooters go and put him on a list

'Fore I ever seen Runtz takin' packs to the mid

I’m thinkin', I steal it and make a flip (hey)

Bro saw that nigga through the tint

And he got hit up in his whip (boom boom)

I was watchin' they still up on our dick

All that shootin' they said that they doin'

They still ain’t make a hit

Diamonds shinin', that bitch could have made a wish

Bag heavy, doin' sit-up with the checks (sit-up with the checks)

We ain’t get it then, but we get it now, nigga (but we get it now, nigga)

Amiri jeans, got like fifty thou' in them (hey)

Too blessed on my shirt, Dior (shirt, Dior)

Got it out of the dirt for sure (Dirt for sure)

Lot of shooters I was searchin' for (searchin' for)

They release it with perfect form

Pockets on Biggie, I ride through the hood with like two straps

Ridin' the coupe with the roof back

We hit his top and put his roof back

Old bitch ass nigga (Bitch ass nigga)

Snitch ass nigga (Old snitch ass nigga)

Brick ass nigga (Old brick ass nigga)

Used to be gang and flipped ass nigga

Hate these soft ass niggas

Quit the pillow talk ass niggas (pillow talk ass niggas)

Run and get hoed ass nigga

Money on his head, about that, nigga (boom boom)

I’m from the projects, nigga (projects nigga)

Thought there was a gunshot victim

That’s how I know them gunshots vicious

So I’m shootin' first and I’m not missin'

I get in contact with it (contact)

So much smoke, catch contact, nigga

Make his momma get in contact with me

For a fact, kick him on the Kombat, nigga

Boy, I got the drop and you stay

I’m gettin' impatient, might get him today

Should I take the Glock or the K?

They be deep at his house, so I’m takin' the K

I pulled up with nothin' to say

He in danger, could tell by my face

Started stutterin', pleadin' his case

Problem solved, with no other way

Ain’t no bold now, ain’t it?

Ridin' 'round town with a big ol' grip in my lap

These bullets gon' have shit bakin'

Movin' like a pig, this shit gon' go «Brrt, brrt»

Shut the fuck up, you bacon

Don’t got time for a bitch, I just need cat

Married to the money, I’m takin'

Married to the money, I’m takin'

Tired of the dubs, I love blue faces

You seein' the moves, I’m almost erasin'

You know Fross a doctor, 'cause she is my patient

Money is colorful, I ain’t no racist

Huh, yeah, I ain’t no racist

My money is colorful, I ain’t no racist

Huh, yeah, I ain’t no racist

We ridin' 'round in the big body

Huh, Sheff movin' big wocky

All gas, no brakes, you can’t stop us

Huh, move funny, the .8 got him

She gave me brain, a real scholar

She givin' me good knowledge

We paved that way, we way starters

Huh, all trippy like water

Trippy like water, trippy like water, trippy like water

Trippy like water, trippy like water, trippy like water

Trippy like water, trippy like water, trippy like water