Picture Me
Woo
Huh
Ayy, this shit hard
So hard, yeah
So hard
I been goin' so hard, yeah
Yeah
Flyin' on 'em
Picture me
Flying overseas, Italy
Last year I wasn't on a thing
This year, I get everything
And it's on me
Picture me
In a brand new foreign, that's a Bentley
I got brand new money in my denim
I don't want new friends, I ain't friendly, yeah
Now picture that
I remember I was broke, now a nigga gettin' racks
Told her money comin' now, let's just buy them back
I remember I needed you and you left me on my ass
What the fuck did I see in you? Yeah, my new bitch hella fat
Came up, they got hella mad
Picture me, I hit the mall, I drop a bag
And I'm poppin' shit, lil' bitch, I'm poppin' tags
I told her pack her shit, we finna fly away
I had dreams of this shit as a shorty
On the block, sipping 40s
I'm shining high, bitch, you can't ignore me
I'ma still be grinding when I'm 40
I get high, got green like the forest
I like her, I told her she gorgeous
She like me, wanna see a performance
I get hate but the love is enormous
Picture me
Flying overseas, Italy
Last year I wasn't on a thing
This year, I get everything
And it's on me
Picture me
In a brand new foreign, that's a Bentley
I got brand new money in my denim
I don't want new friends, I ain't friendly, yeah
Now picture me
Huh
Ayy, this shit hard
So hard, yeah
So hard
I been goin' so hard, yeah
Yeah
Flyin' on 'em
Picture me
Flying overseas, Italy
Last year I wasn't on a thing
This year, I get everything
And it's on me
Picture me
In a brand new foreign, that's a Bentley
I got brand new money in my denim
I don't want new friends, I ain't friendly, yeah
Now picture that
I remember I was broke, now a nigga gettin' racks
Told her money comin' now, let's just buy them back
I remember I needed you and you left me on my ass
What the fuck did I see in you? Yeah, my new bitch hella fat
Came up, they got hella mad
Picture me, I hit the mall, I drop a bag
And I'm poppin' shit, lil' bitch, I'm poppin' tags
I told her pack her shit, we finna fly away
I had dreams of this shit as a shorty
On the block, sipping 40s
I'm shining high, bitch, you can't ignore me
I'ma still be grinding when I'm 40
I get high, got green like the forest
I like her, I told her she gorgeous
She like me, wanna see a performance
I get hate but the love is enormous
Picture me
Flying overseas, Italy
Last year I wasn't on a thing
This year, I get everything
And it's on me
Picture me
In a brand new foreign, that's a Bentley
I got brand new money in my denim
I don't want new friends, I ain't friendly, yeah
Now picture me
Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Luis Federico Vindver Arosa, Itory Christie, Justin Lashane Mosley, Jordan Mosley
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