Picasso

I, I-I-I, I, I

Guess that they don’t wanna see me up

Behind the mask, I see they mad, I know they stuck

<span begin="33.447" end="35.815">Yeah, but it ain’t my fault these **** suck</span> <span begin="36.211" end="37.001">(Haha, yeah)</span>

Woah, woah-whoa-whoah, woah, woah

I guess that they don’t wanna see me grow

You knew me then, but you don’t know me now though?

Fuck 'em all

I gotta dip

I gotta go

I was swingin' my braids in the trap

Before a rapper ever gave me dap

If they say that Santana took handouts

Then we know them **** is cap

Had to serve my bros to eat

Told 'em, get they shit from me

Fast money don’t last forever

Everything temporary

You should redirect your energy

'Cause you yo only enemy

Weirdos tryna bro me now

These folks ain’t no kin to me

Icon, what I’m finna be

Alpha dog until I die

And you gone know wassup wit' me

If I don’t like yo energy

This a God body

I’m stayin' ready, bitch, my ROD beside me

These **** be super sneaky

Yeah, we know they mad grimey

Hoes be gettin' freaky deaky

Ooh, her mouth is mad slimey

**** talkin' like some hoes

Pillow talkin', Krueger comin'

When I’m wit' bloody bro

They say you know how we bomin'

And my name not SEX at all

But a **** came from nothin'

And I do not play 'bout mine

If I’m slidin', then I’m dumpin'

They gone try to throw the book at me

If my name get caught in something

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Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh

Woah, woah-whoa, woah, woah

Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh

Woah, woah-whoa, woah, woah