Take a Pic lyrics

[Intro: Dream Caster]
(Nuke)
(Nuke Radio)
Oh ohh oh (HOLY f*ckING sh*t)

[Chorus: Dream Caster]
At the crib, yeah, Perc with a cig, uh
And this could take my mind off of things for a bit
Yeah and if it's that way, then it is what it is
The kids will be kids
I used to shop at Lids now it's Moncler with the clique
Uh, post up take a flick
Yeah I was at the show when you sent me naked pics
Yeah you always take my mind off of things for a bit
Yeah I'm posted with the clique
We look fresh we takin' pics

(NUKE RADIO)

[Verse 1: Christ Dillinger]
Girl I wanna see you do what you do
Louis V [?] my shoe
Cut that b*tch off now my other b*tch mad at me
Fresh as f*ck like I'm on a magazine
They takin' pictures when we walkin' in
Remembеr back in the day had to cop a band
They talkin' bout ballin' but they nеver been
Always been a starter never second string (Nuke)
I get up in the pus*y like Pootie Tang
Money keep comin' back like a boomerang
I'm married to the trap, b*tch I can't be your man
Shoot a n*gga just like George Zimmerman
We'll never tell nobody what we did
Walkin' in the function with that Jason Kidd
n*ggas hatin' on me they be hatin' still
Booted off the molly I can't stand still
[Chorus: Dream Caster]
At the crib, yeah, Perc with a cig, uh
And this could take my mind off of things for a bit
Yeah and if it's that way, then it is what it is
The kids will be kids
I used to shop at Lids now it's Moncler with a clique
Uh, post up take a flick
Yeah I was at the show when you sent me naked pics
Yeah you always take my mind off of things for a bit
Yeah I'm posted with the clique
We look fresh we takin' pics

(Wait, nuking's actually kinda hot)

[Verse 2: Acid Souljah]
I got more swag than 100 million naked b*tches
When I'm posted up with the team they takin' pictures
They wanna doc*ment this sh*t, 'cause we makin' history
Every day I cash out and it don't mean sh*t to me
I'm posted up with Christ and with Woody and we spazzin' out
I smoke blunt back to back 'till my lungs start tappin' out
This backwood hittin' like The Undertaker
Every shot that I take, b*tch I hit it better than the Harlem Globetrotters and the Lakers
Every single day I'm out here gettin' to the paper
b*tch shoutout Woody shoutout Ricky shoutout Laker
If you ain't gettin' money I don't wanna talk to you now
I don't even wanna talk to you later
My circle closed off for the people that be gettin' paper
(THIS SONG IS A WAR CRIME)
(WARNING, NUKE MUSIC MAY DAMAGE YOUR EARDRUMS)
(AND HURT YOUR SOUL)