Picture Perfect
You the guy from the BET Cypher right?
I saw you one day on Sway with Gunplay (that's me)
You still signed with Tech? Well, tell Wolf "What's up" for me
I miss Rittz back in the Slum days (I will)
My ex-girlfriend said you hung at someplace
Maybe the Sun Suites? You remember that? (Nah)
Said you was cool 'til you got real drunk and just changed
And put someone's face through the wood in the bookcase
Or TV stand, whatever it was, damn
I heard you like to soak in the tub and snort coke (nope)
I heard you cussed out a crowd for starting a moshpit
Where was that? At the NorVa in Norfolk? I forgot
I told all my homies that you're dope
I like when you rap fast more than going slower
I got a joint rolled, I was told you don't smoke, well, I do
But with you, I would tell you, "I sure don't"
I don't wanna get high with somebody so naïve
They believing every word that they heard this day
Making up dirt like I'm not a normal person
Like I'ma let them talk to me a certain way
The moshpit shit's cool when in certain pace
To a beat like this, fuck yeah, but I do deserve, you disturb
People sick of words, getting nervous
'Cause a shirtless jerk screaming like he's Kurt Cobain
I hate a person that would purposely prefer to be a loudmouth
Try'na be a tough dude, end up getting round-housed
What you think I'm talking Kung Fu? Gun's drew
Baow, baow, letting off rounds like a tap down
Blood-stained brain, blood stream's full of gasoline, Amoco
And I'm so freaky even if I see a teeny bit of camel toe
I wanna eat her out immediately
Even if she didn't shower, I'm an animal
Then again, if I get a hint of salmon roe
Then my little man'll go soft (ugh)
Ever been tipsy when you fucked a musty pussy?
And your dick was smelling fishy, tell the bitch to go wash? (Yep)
Summer's Eve body wash, stick it up inside the pussy
Honestly I was shocked, she ain't even kinda ugly
Judge a book by the front cover
The inside is nothing like I thought
Try'na spot demons when they hiding from me
Since I'm unbenefited with hidden agendas
I had a hint, but I didn't dig in as much as I could
Family members can be as venomous as Indian cobras
They got a motive and they comin' for blood
Suckin' my pockets dry, not surprised
I ain't even offering
Watch as I oxidize like an avocado green
Watch the guy on my side Sam the Bull Grabano me
You can paint the prettiest painting you wanna see, but
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
A place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
I hear a whole lotta (cappin')
N9na don't want to start in surpassin'
Then the people saying me and my
Partner we put a cappin' (I'ma yappin')
Fucking enormous amount of cash and then we baggin' 'em
And y'all don't really (know what's crackin')
Saying this nigga's bad when I ruin what they pursuin'
And don't know that we giving a fuck, fill 'em with a (passion)
If I was devilish with my actions
All of my artists they would be a target for blasting
That's real spill, people they will kill
If you never peel skrill, and you give 'em my ill deal
Never a chill pill even when it's a lil' bill
The reason why we still rocking and never feel steel
Everyone listen up
If you ain't really knowing the (that the gun's quick enough)
They wanna go away from the ('bout to come sick as fuck)
Speak of a G.O.A.T. I'ma tell ya (Tech is one, nigga, what?)
Every fucking day I'ma tell ya
I ain't running with failures
They ain't never going back to drug paraphernalia
They held up high
So all the negative shit (must die)
The haters really wanna see me in hell, plus fry
You better get the fuck away
Talkin' stupidity, can you (really get lost? What do you say?)
Got no validity, 'cause we (giving the most everyday)
Won't you admit to me that you (totally wrong, nigga, we paid)
All of it iffy, because
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
A place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
A place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
I saw you one day on Sway with Gunplay (that's me)
You still signed with Tech? Well, tell Wolf "What's up" for me
I miss Rittz back in the Slum days (I will)
My ex-girlfriend said you hung at someplace
Maybe the Sun Suites? You remember that? (Nah)
Said you was cool 'til you got real drunk and just changed
And put someone's face through the wood in the bookcase
Or TV stand, whatever it was, damn
I heard you like to soak in the tub and snort coke (nope)
I heard you cussed out a crowd for starting a moshpit
Where was that? At the NorVa in Norfolk? I forgot
I told all my homies that you're dope
I like when you rap fast more than going slower
I got a joint rolled, I was told you don't smoke, well, I do
But with you, I would tell you, "I sure don't"
I don't wanna get high with somebody so naïve
They believing every word that they heard this day
Making up dirt like I'm not a normal person
Like I'ma let them talk to me a certain way
The moshpit shit's cool when in certain pace
To a beat like this, fuck yeah, but I do deserve, you disturb
People sick of words, getting nervous
'Cause a shirtless jerk screaming like he's Kurt Cobain
I hate a person that would purposely prefer to be a loudmouth
Try'na be a tough dude, end up getting round-housed
What you think I'm talking Kung Fu? Gun's drew
Baow, baow, letting off rounds like a tap down
Blood-stained brain, blood stream's full of gasoline, Amoco
And I'm so freaky even if I see a teeny bit of camel toe
I wanna eat her out immediately
Even if she didn't shower, I'm an animal
Then again, if I get a hint of salmon roe
Then my little man'll go soft (ugh)
Ever been tipsy when you fucked a musty pussy?
And your dick was smelling fishy, tell the bitch to go wash? (Yep)
Summer's Eve body wash, stick it up inside the pussy
Honestly I was shocked, she ain't even kinda ugly
Judge a book by the front cover
The inside is nothing like I thought
Try'na spot demons when they hiding from me
Since I'm unbenefited with hidden agendas
I had a hint, but I didn't dig in as much as I could
Family members can be as venomous as Indian cobras
They got a motive and they comin' for blood
Suckin' my pockets dry, not surprised
I ain't even offering
Watch as I oxidize like an avocado green
Watch the guy on my side Sam the Bull Grabano me
You can paint the prettiest painting you wanna see, but
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
A place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
I hear a whole lotta (cappin')
N9na don't want to start in surpassin'
Then the people saying me and my
Partner we put a cappin' (I'ma yappin')
Fucking enormous amount of cash and then we baggin' 'em
And y'all don't really (know what's crackin')
Saying this nigga's bad when I ruin what they pursuin'
And don't know that we giving a fuck, fill 'em with a (passion)
If I was devilish with my actions
All of my artists they would be a target for blasting
That's real spill, people they will kill
If you never peel skrill, and you give 'em my ill deal
Never a chill pill even when it's a lil' bill
The reason why we still rocking and never feel steel
Everyone listen up
If you ain't really knowing the (that the gun's quick enough)
They wanna go away from the ('bout to come sick as fuck)
Speak of a G.O.A.T. I'ma tell ya (Tech is one, nigga, what?)
Every fucking day I'ma tell ya
I ain't running with failures
They ain't never going back to drug paraphernalia
They held up high
So all the negative shit (must die)
The haters really wanna see me in hell, plus fry
You better get the fuck away
Talkin' stupidity, can you (really get lost? What do you say?)
Got no validity, 'cause we (giving the most everyday)
Won't you admit to me that you (totally wrong, nigga, we paid)
All of it iffy, because
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
A place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
A place to hide
Nothing's picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Dontez Yates, Jonathan Matthew Mccollum, Mikael Corbin King
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