Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Picasso, artist - Leeky BandzDate of issue: 04.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Picasso |
| Nah, no, I turn your bitch to a maid |
| You niggas ridin' our wave |
| I’ma just ride on her face |
| Who let the beasts out the cage? |
| Twenty chains on, I’m a slave |
| Outfit on me look like Bape |
| I gotta drip to the grave |
| Ayy, whoa, yeah, I put that bitch on a wave, yeah |
| All of my niggas get paid, yeah |
| All of these feel like a slave, yeah |
| Whoa, yeah, I run this shit like a race, yeah |
| Low-top Gucci with the snakes, yeah |
| I put you boys on a wave, yeah |
| Whoa, yeah, came a long way from the trenches |
| Got some regrets, everyone knows and some sinnin' |
| All of these Hunnids can’t fuck in my denim |
| She wanna fuck, then let’s get it, hey |
| All on the sneakers, I call her Raf Simons |
| Run up that check with no limit, hey |
| You fall in love with these hoes, I get all kind of women |
| Hit twice and forget 'em, hey |
| My new crib came with a million |
| She poured a fourth like I’m sick |
| It’s thirty-five for a brick |
| Watch how I’m whippin' my wrist |
| I put some bread on your head |
| Watch how that money don’t stay |
| Money gon' pull out with me |
| We move like Lilo and Stitch |
| I’m smokin' gas out the zip |
| I wanna fuck her and her friend |
| Ayy, ayy, got some racks in the bank (Racks in the bank) |
| Smoke gas like a tank (Gas like a tank) |
| Got a pint of some a drink (Pint of some drink) |
| Lock on his head (Lock on) |
| Icy watch with the date (Icy, icy) |
| Yeah, Picasso, I paint (Picasso, I paint) |
| You niggas cannot relate (Cannot relate) |
| Nah, no, I turn your bitch to a maid |
| You niggas ridin' our wave |
| I’ma just ride on her face |
| Who let the beasts out the cage? |
| Twenty chains on, I’m a slave |
| Outfit on me look like Bape |
| I gotta drip to the grave |
| Wait, whoa, yeah, I take your bitch to the stars |
| She ain’t know it was a Wraith |
| Different colors out in space |
| We takin' trips out of state |
| I ain’t artist, I paint |
| Mr. Off-White with the Bape |
| Fly you out if you a snake |
| Change my outfits like the date |
| I fuck her but she ain’t the same |
| Forty-pointers in my chain |
| All this water make it rain |
| Bring the water fountain, bezel |
| We the ones that is the wettest |
| I can’t lose, I’m from the gutter |
| Whatever they say, we don’t trust 'em |
| Lust on a bitch, I don’t love 'em |
| Runnin' this shit like a runner |
| Bitch, it’s Lil' Leeky and Gunn |
| Real bosses do what they want, and |
| My hitta gon' shoot if he wanna |
| Ayy, ayy, got some racks in the bank (Racks in the bank) |
| Smoke gas like a tank (Gas like a tank) |
| Got a pint of some a drink (Pint of some drink) |
| Lock on his head (Lock on) |
| Icy watch with the date (Icy, icy) |
| Yeah, Picasso, I paint (Picasso, I paint) |
| You niggas cannot relate (Cannot relate) |
| Nah, no, I turn your bitch to a maid |
| You niggas ridin' our wave |
| I’ma just ride on her face |
| Who let the beasts out the cage? |
| Twenty chains on, I’m a slave |
| Outfit on me look like Bape |
| I gotta drip to the grave |