Oil Painting Lyrics

Central Park killa

Former drug dealer

Now I’m an art dealer

Lightweight niggas can’t hold the liquor

You love em I lick em

Slick tongue a silver fox

She had centrum in her box

I’m at the Marriott

Order carry out

With the hammer out

Fur jacket in the Cadillac

Top down winter time

Call me daddy Mac

Where my money At

Better bring it back

She was singing

Shorty doo wop

Show u how I do thot

I just got a new thot

Jam her like it’s gridlock

I’m saying

A nigga ain’t really with them games u been playing.

I been on block

Brick laying like a mason

My work is amazing

The lil nigga took one puff and his chest caved in

Making movies

spray the Uzi Wes craven

Why u gotta move like a hazzar

You too craving

People dead

One shot up in the head

Ya shirt turn red

I just notch another peg

Know that we was strapped before bikes had pegs

What my nigga said

Ur shit was light but ain’t the best

I lap around rap niggas y’all ain’t my competish

The Patek on ya wrist ain’t shit to ten bricks

We saw em in the Gucci store flapping like a fish

Like

People dead

One shot up in the head

Your shit turn red

I just notch another peg

Know that we was strapped

Before them bikes had pegs

What my nigga said

Ya shit was light

But ain’t the best