​Pictures lyrics

by

Slump6s


[Intro]
(Tee)
Woo, woo (Phoenix)
Woo (Down, down)
Woo, woo (Down)
Woo (Down, down, down down)
Woo (Down, down, down)
Woo (Down, down, down, down)

[Verse 1]
Open that b*tch up
Yeah, open that b*tch up
Yeah, don't f*ck wit' pictures (Shh, shh)
Don't wanna hear that sh*t, boy, shut that sh*t up
Brudda walk in, tryna blitz up
Lame n*gga run and got hit up (Bleh, bleh)

[Chorus]
All my n*ggas, bread getters
And we aimin' for heads, n*gga
All I see is red, n*gga
Racks, they come in the mail
b*tch, this part of my coat
We got sticks, for you and yo' bro
I got rich, did that on my own
Yeah, yeah, (b*tch), air that ho out
I'm built from the south
This bih' let me c*m in her mouth
Tell me why, what's that about?
What's that about?
What's that about?
What's that about?
[Verse 2]
We run in your house
He tried to run up, this 7.62, get a f*ck n*gga down (Woo)
Told that b*tch, “Put the Glock in my hand”
Got a 'hunnid some rounds (Woo)
Damn, way before I hit the stage, I was rollin' loud (Woo)
Look at them boys, it's a shame how we goin' out (Yeah, yeah)
I told my bro, “Hold it down”, damn (Woo)
They tryna copy the sound, damn (Woo)
Why I don't trip what they 'bout? Damn (Woo)
Walk in, they checkin' me out, damn
Ain't work a day, for a boss, damn (Woo)
b*tch, I'ma ball, NBA
Money, that sh*t on my deck, b*tch
My n*ggas find where you stay, catch him
Bullets gon' fly out the Wraith, stretch him (Ooh)
I don't say sh*t like Charades, test him
That n*gga not in the game, bench him
We turn that boy to a strain, send him up
Talk on my name, okay, bet it up
Life is a game, gotta set it up
I switched yo' chain to some VETEMENTS (Yeah)
I'm really sure you can get this, yeah
Gang runnin' sh*t like it's fitness, yeah
Pockets so fat like a big b*tch, yeah
New body bag, gotta zip him up
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
[Chorus]
All my n*ggas, bread getters
And we aimin' for heads, n*gga
All I see is red, n*gga
Racks, they come in the mail
b*tch, this part of my coat
We got sticks, for you and yo' bro
I got rich, did that on my own
Yeah, yeah, (b*tch), air that ho out
I'm built from the south
This bih' let me c*m in her mouth
Tell me why, what's that about?
What's that about?
What's that about?
What's that about?
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