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FTB Prodigy - Picasso (feat. Blxck.!) Lyrics




A nigga got some money, now a nigga actin' up
It's rules to this shit, f*ck up and you outta luck
Yeah, we smokin' good gas, this that shit that have you stuck
In a big body, AMG, this not a big truck

Following that bag, yeah, this shit a get tricky
Choppa get to touchin' niggas, named it P. Diddy
Stackin' money up, tryna make me a Meek Milly
Spun too many times, now a nigga gettin' dizzy

This hoe fine like Rihanna, she built like she Lotto
And she f*ck with artists, not talkin' Picasso
Her skin peanut butter, that ass like jelly
I'm stackin' bread up, like a nigga left the deli

Push to start spaceship, I'm ridin' presidential
Brother popped a bean, I ain't talkin' bout a lintel
She f*ck with astrology, she showin' me her crystals
She tryna kiss and tell i told her leave it confidential

I got racks, baby, I can show you
Lil baby, ion love you, I just wanna f*ck you
Oh-oh, she ask me if I love her, I said no-oh

Baby, I cant love a hoe again
I'm just tryna f*ck a hoe in Japan
Give a f*ck bout bein' famous, I just want the bands
Bad bitch said she wanna have my baby

That's why he's the GOAT

This hoe fine like Rihanna, she built like she Lotto
And she f*ck with artists, not talkin' Picasso
Her skin peanut butter, that ass like jelly
I'm stackin' bread up, like a nigga left the deli
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English

A nigga got some money, now a nigga actin' up
It's rules to this shit, f*ck up and you outta luck
Yeah, we smokin' good gas, this that shit that have you stuck
In a big body, AMG, this not a big truck

Following that bag, yeah, this shit a get tricky
Choppa get to touchin' niggas, named it P. Diddy
Stackin' money up, tryna make me a Meek Milly
Spun too many times, now a nigga gettin' dizzy

This hoe fine like Rihanna, she built like she Lotto
And she f*ck with artists, not talkin' Picasso
Her skin peanut butter, that ass like jelly
I'm stackin' bread up, like a nigga left the deli

Push to start spaceship, I'm ridin' presidential
Brother popped a bean, I ain't talkin' bout a lintel
She f*ck with astrology, she showin' me her crystals
She tryna kiss and tell i told her leave it confidential

I got racks, baby, I can show you
Lil baby, ion love you, I just wanna f*ck you
Oh-oh, she ask me if I love her, I said no-oh

Baby, I cant love a hoe again
I'm just tryna f*ck a hoe in Japan
Give a f*ck bout bein' famous, I just want the bands
Bad bitch said she wanna have my baby

That's why he's the GOAT

This hoe fine like Rihanna, she built like she Lotto
And she f*ck with artists, not talkin' Picasso
Her skin peanut butter, that ass like jelly
I'm stackin' bread up, like a nigga left the deli
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Writer: Rodney Mitchell III, Charles Freeman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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