Purple Picasso Songtext
I put a spiral on that motherfucker
I put quiet exhaust on that motherfucker
Fuck feeling like it, I'm actually a boss on this motherfucker
Ross threw a car show on his lawn, we sent calls to that motherfucker
Please don't stop, got them chrome hammers on my drop top Pizza signs on a hood ornament Drug war is hot, roll of paper full of pot
Pocket full of fun coupons, that's what I got
Jordan Belfort made it rain from the jot
Fuck them agents, that's whoever pay 'em
Slim chance, but I had to take it
Now we ice skating, watch face band and bracelet
Diamonds dancing, Harlem shaking I'm from New Orleans
New Orleans madе me the world paid me, my hustlе saved me
Struggle couldn't break me
Yeah, pop tags like bubble wrap Yeah, drop bars and then pile of rags
Back, hop, low-rider cars Higher than the stars rider in the dark, Enlighten you all
Pop tags like bubble wrap yeah, drop bars and then pile of rags Back, hop, low-rider cars Higher than the stars
Rider in the dark, enlighten you all
Dippin' in plush Benz's, my knowledge is extensive
I've snapped the park to Sparrow in the trenches
I land in somethin' expensive
Yeah girl, fuck with me cause I'm eccentric
When the Benz God talk, Benz talk They pay attention
Koenig's specials from Japan Andretti OG as my lungs expand Fully automatic weaponry in the Brevis van
Look how I turn all my fantasies into daily plans
Brought the 80's back, park pre-mergers on Miami sand
Had to buy it twice, wide bodies, that's my Miami vice
That's my bitch for life paint red, but the panties white
I just make her scream I'm up in her guts, that's every night
Start the engine, made her cry the low-tech look stocked to the naked eye
Purple Picasso with the pink and socks
Patina Collective took abandoned Benz's, made them fly
Did it for the team SGS's, watch us reign supreme
Woke up to a dream twin Maybachs for my self-esteem, for real
Chrome hammers on the dry top
Pete signs on the hood On the myth, the drug war is hot
Roll of paper full of pot Pocket full of funk coupons
I got Jordan Belfort made it rain from his yacht
Fuck the majors and whoever pamp that's a lot
But I had to make it slim chance, but I had to take it
Now we ice skating Watch FaceBand and Bruce tags like bubble wrap
Yeah, drop bars and then pile the rags
Back, hop, low rider cars Higher than the stars Rider in the dark
I put quiet exhaust on that motherfucker
Fuck feeling like it, I'm actually a boss on this motherfucker
Ross threw a car show on his lawn, we sent calls to that motherfucker
Please don't stop, got them chrome hammers on my drop top Pizza signs on a hood ornament Drug war is hot, roll of paper full of pot
Pocket full of fun coupons, that's what I got
Jordan Belfort made it rain from the jot
Fuck them agents, that's whoever pay 'em
Slim chance, but I had to take it
Now we ice skating, watch face band and bracelet
Diamonds dancing, Harlem shaking I'm from New Orleans
New Orleans madе me the world paid me, my hustlе saved me
Struggle couldn't break me
Yeah, pop tags like bubble wrap Yeah, drop bars and then pile of rags
Back, hop, low-rider cars Higher than the stars rider in the dark, Enlighten you all
Pop tags like bubble wrap yeah, drop bars and then pile of rags Back, hop, low-rider cars Higher than the stars
Rider in the dark, enlighten you all
Dippin' in plush Benz's, my knowledge is extensive
I've snapped the park to Sparrow in the trenches
I land in somethin' expensive
Yeah girl, fuck with me cause I'm eccentric
When the Benz God talk, Benz talk They pay attention
Koenig's specials from Japan Andretti OG as my lungs expand Fully automatic weaponry in the Brevis van
Look how I turn all my fantasies into daily plans
Brought the 80's back, park pre-mergers on Miami sand
Had to buy it twice, wide bodies, that's my Miami vice
That's my bitch for life paint red, but the panties white
I just make her scream I'm up in her guts, that's every night
Start the engine, made her cry the low-tech look stocked to the naked eye
Purple Picasso with the pink and socks
Patina Collective took abandoned Benz's, made them fly
Did it for the team SGS's, watch us reign supreme
Woke up to a dream twin Maybachs for my self-esteem, for real
Chrome hammers on the dry top
Pete signs on the hood On the myth, the drug war is hot
Roll of paper full of pot Pocket full of funk coupons
I got Jordan Belfort made it rain from his yacht
Fuck the majors and whoever pamp that's a lot
But I had to make it slim chance, but I had to take it
Now we ice skating Watch FaceBand and Bruce tags like bubble wrap
Yeah, drop bars and then pile the rags
Back, hop, low rider cars Higher than the stars Rider in the dark
Purple Picasso Video
