Picture Me Rollin' Video (MV)

I drop shit
Bitch I bomb shit
Bitch I rhyme sick
Rhyme quick flow is lit
Bih
Picture me rollin'
A n***a on the block with the quap
For another day I live to make a knot
Hey
Picture me rollin' (Yeah)
On Bourbon looking out the tint Excursion
Just to see me from a gerbal
Now on billboards and
Picture me rollin' (Damn)
On scenes I
Always dreamed I
Never gave a f*ck
I'm up to be high, meanwhile
I'll be kicking til I get it
I gotta stay committed, hey
Jocin' block
Bitch I really hit, aye
Mobbin' with the homies
My baby wanna cuddle
Say bitch, you wanna cuddle? (F*ck no)
Go cuddle with your brother
At least that's who you say it is (Who?)
Then why yo phone keep ringing
You a hoe and that's fasho
The ball sinking
Maybe wonder if I puff (****)
Many... (****)
I could touch up on the stars
Feel my dream and then I cuff
N***a picture me rollin'

Picture me rollin'
N***a picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin'

Picture me rollin'
On err' kind of beat when I reap I decease
Adjusting up whatever I compete
I got the opps on my tail
My tint dark as hell
Could suck my dick I send them f*ckers farewells
Picture me inside my creased up fitted jeans (Fitted jeans)
The slim straight par plate
Shoot to Mickey D's (To Mickey D's)
Run up that hot n spicy I entice it
Bark up this tree and get yo weave f*cked up
A skinny n***a best believe us
I got it hot and ion never see me stopping (Hey)
Picture me slangin' balls like I was John Stockton
She feeling daddy right must be the mic how I attract'em
I'm cute but ugly on the inside bitch I'm backwards
I got the mac bitch look I'm high clean (Hey)
Just to see me traveling across the high beam
With the silver spoon of gratitude I eat my ice cream
So this why I'm devoted
You know that I am chosen n***a
So picture me rollin'

N***a picture me rollin'
Lil' n***a picture me rollin'
Lil' bitch
N***a picture me rollin'

Yeah
(Go head and kick that shit n***a)

Flinstone
Aye

I'm in yo town with a couple gangsters (Bang)
Me and KJ in the yo
With a couple bangers (Hits)
Tryna make it to the top
Rolling past the haters (Bye)
N****s see us going up
And now they tryna chase us (Yeah)
Me and my n***a posted up
We on some other shit (Some other shit)
Fourth quarter making plays
Tryna send a blitz (Tryna send a blitz)
N****s say they wanted smoke
But they ain't with the shits (They ain't with the shits)
Now we balling in the hills
'Cause we been making hits (We been making hits)
Bad bitches runnin' up my phone lately
Like they mixed with a cheetah (Yeah)
Dropped a bag on my wrist
I got a whole new demeanor (What)
Had to take my own advice
Now the grass of it greener
Black and white Bentley Coupes
Like I been ridin' in zebras (Whips)
Ain't been talking on the phone
Since I done jumped in my bag (Yeah)
Catching paper cuts now
'Cause I been thumbing through cash
Gang affiliated now
Running up with the mask
See my future in my head
I got caught up with my pass
Now I'm tryna get it right
Tryna get it tight
I'm not about to die up in the streets
I'm bout to live my life (Tell' em)
Tryna get that house that I been dreaming of (Of)
Drop top windows down
Clutching on a slug (Slug)
Now when you see me in they town
You know they gotta mug (Mug)
F*ck them n****s when I see'em
What I'm dreaming of (Yeah)
Now I'm getting to that money
Do this shit for cuz (Do this shit for cuz)
Thuggin' with my n****s now
Running up them funds (Runnin' up them funds)
Yeah picture me rollin'

Picture me rollin'
Lil' n***a picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin'