Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Picture Me Rollin', artist - Joey Fatts. Date of issue: 04.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Picture Me Rollin' |
| Crusin down the main line |
| With a nine incase these niggas try to take mine |
| Shells hit his apple, in the hood we call that «facetime» |
| With this shit and if you think different then you done lost your damn mind |
| Ridin in a suburban with shit for purchase |
| Ain’t goin back to my pockets hurtin, that’s for certain |
| Probably hittin a lick if I ain’t on the block servin |
| Osama with these llamas, I’m in your house with turban |
| Just the struggle of the young and troubled |
| On the block with the rock I make it triple double |
| Got cold game to keep my bitches muzzled |
| My brothers taught me how to keep a hustle |
| And shoot first if a nigga touch you |
| Writin my niggas in the pen to keep em updated |
| Caught the next day, but a nigga up faded |
| Shit I’m gettin wasted, ongoing cases |
| So give me a reason why I should not be squeezing |
| Leave you leakin with this 45, I’m Jordan in '94 |
| Ahead of my time, ain’t heard of my kind before |
| Name a veteran prime that’s better than mine |
| Young nigga in the grind only get better with time |
| Picture me rollin |
| Neck and wrist frozen and swisher sweet blowin |
| In the coup that I pile all the hoes in |
| You know they golden |
| Switchin me and friends |
| We do this every weekened |
| Ball even on the off-season |
| Stuntin with my team and |
| Bottles pop while these hoes jock |
| When it stop we gon pile em in the drop |
| And these niggas dont try me cause I’m holdin |
| Drivin slow smokin |
| But if you don’t see me out just picture a nigga rollin |
| Top back screamin out «Money ain’t a thang!» |
| In a 5.0 lookin like a 93 Kane |
| Niggas gettin paid so the pigs tryna raid |
| That’s life or this cake, so we shoot em in the face |
| That’s the price you pay when you snitchin for a livin |
| Tryna take all we got to feed our children |
| See a nigga on so these bitches down for chillin |
| But I don’t want relations, once I fuck, a nigga dippin |
| The lord is my witness |
| I’m like what with these hoes |
| Fuck em, never love em |
| Niggas gotta stick to the code |
| I gotta get to the dough |
| Cause a ho don’t want no broke nigga |
| On no low stackin figures |
| Why hate when you can stunt with us? |
| Pour out some liquor for my niggas who ain’t here |
| And let them shots fly before a nigga shed a tear |
| I’ll probably drive by, pistol grippin while I steer |
| Wasn’t shit last year, now I’m shittin on my peers |