PICTURE ME IN LUXURY

Takin L’s you can’t copy me, bitch, I’m different

Pull up, pull up in dat black white better keep ya distance

I ain’t comin to start a fight but if you want it we can get it

Skippin thru the block wit smith n wessons like it’s lovely, get the image

Picture me in luxury, Cartier, bust down

Spin so many times we get to lettin off them gun sounds

I’m not real friendly, if you see me it’s best you run now

Don’t be too fuckin stupid before you getcho dumbass gunned down, like what

 

 

Cock back and aim, I’ll see his ass up on judgement day

Put in hard work, give a fuck what they say

A lot blue hunnids bein made in ya face

What you gonna do, run ya mouth, catch a case

What you gonna do, go squeal on a chase

What you gonna do when ya homies all leave and you gotta go fend fa ya selves in the caves

I ain’t no trapper, I ain’t no capper, but I’ll really come steal off ya face

I ain’t no actor, but I’m a factor, you and ya gang is just up in the way

Move out the way, you blockin the road, there’s nothin to see but bloody pastures

Imma go dum, go bang with the drum while I’m sendin bullets to zoom right past ya

Oh okay

Straight hate that sounds like a you problem

Tryna go ‘round wit ya homies straight gossip

U ain’t like that you a big bitch talkin

I flow on beats, you flow where I taught ya

You a lil kid, you my son, lil bitch

Posted on the Gram wit ya gun, lil bitch

Pull up wit that fye, it’s all fun, lil bitch

Pull up he gon die, it’s all done, lil bitch

 

 

Takin L’s you can’t copy me, bitch, I’m different

Pull up, pull up in dat black white better keep ya distance

I ain’t comin to start a fight but if you want it we can get it

Skippin thru the block wit smith n wessons like it’s lovely, get the image

Picture me in luxury, Cartier, bust down

Spin so many times we get to lettin off them gun sounds

I’m not real friendly, if you see me it’s best you run now

Don’t be too fuckin stupid before you getcho dumbass gunned down, like what

 

 

You don’t even know what smart is you keep talkin bout shit that ain’t real

Keep on tellin me bout shit, keep on talkin, you really think that shit appeals

I been readin up books tryna learn shit

I been searchin up wisdom tryna earn it

I been forgettin bout luxury and gold cuz that shit really ain’t for none the earnest, aye

Come thru wit a big Glock, aye

Come thru wit a big mop, aye

Come thru stompin on ya city you woulda thought I woulda come wit King Kong, yeah

Smokin on them bitches wit a bong, aye

Got a lot of shit in my lungs, yeah

Tryna make it out to the palms, aye

Tryna make shit out of nothin wit songs

Tryna make it big, yeah, tryna make it platinum

Runnin thru the forest wit a big gun, splat ‘em

I ain’t no trainer, but I like to catch ‘em

Runnin wit the squad, Pokémon, Ash Ketchum

I run wit Snorlax, I’ll put you to sleep

Runnin wit gang, you know we come deep

We ain’t the same, we ain’t no sheep

The Lord is my shield, but my sin run deep

 

 

Takin L’s you can’t copy me, bitch, I’m different

Pull up, pull up in dat black white better keep ya distance

I ain’t comin to start a fight but if you want it we can get it

Skippin thru the block wit smith n wessons like it’s lovely, get the image