Picasso (feat. Gwapo & Gmani)

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