Picasso ft. Gwapo & Gmani Lyrics

All my niggas paid

You niggas can't relate

You can't hang with the gang

Cause you niggas lame

Hanging with a drake

On my waist

Boutta spray

On your dog face

So you better pray

When you see me walking in your base

Where I come from ain't no games

so it's best that you niggas stay

In your lane

Cause all a nigga trying do is

run up his bank

Like a saint

Coming from hell and back

And you know I can't relax

Yeah

You know I'm really on it

Stacking up them racks

Chasing all the bags

All these niggas claim they real

Till we do a drill

I can't do this right

Cause this shit gets tight

I gotta get my money right

Everyday

Every night

Get this play

Just to live

Cause I gotta feed my family

& my kid

If you try something slick

Got them big hollow tips

Extended clips

Let it rip

I'm a Down south nigga

With some east coast business

3 guns on me

Cause They my lil triplets

She my lil pooh with the honey

Y'all some piglets

We goin punch yo ticket

Nothing's personal

Just business

With the realists

She said she want my number

I just want the digits

Im gettin wit it

I don't show no love

Cause Love will get you killed

My brother got the semi

You could die being too friendly