Picky

If you want it
You can get it
If you got it
You should Spend it
Yeah you know
The clock Keep ticking
Lord knows
I've been picky
If you want it
You can get it
If you got it
You should Spend it
Yeah you know
The clock Keep ticking
Lord knows
I've been picky

I don't know
What you got me on
Don't want to dance
To Another song
Can't compare you
To another 'jawn
Sometime it's better
When I be alone
Smoking on that
Sticky sticky sticky
(Yeah)
I'm too picky
For these hoes
Through the
Highs and the lows
Rolling gas on the Road
(Yeah)
Rose gold
All diamonds
Got my ice on
Say Vito moving loads
In the hood no designers clothes
Pots and stoves
Now I'm counting up mula
Posted with them shootas
Look my way and I might
Call up on Medusa

If you want it
You can get it
If you got it
You should Spend it
Yeah you know
The clock Keep ticking
Lord knows
I've been picky
If you want it
You can get it
If you got it
You should Spend it
Yeah you know
The clock Keep ticking
Lord knows
I've been picky

Got a black and a white
And an asian for the night
Two of them dikes but I'm still fucking
(I can't do no weak loving)
I can streets calling
Always been a part of me
Something like my Artery
Sometimes i swear its hard to be
Me
Mink coats in the winter time
I ain't even hit my prime
Ya leaders fighting internal crime
The streets sour like lemon lime
Our people dying
Our woman crying
Don't know who trust
Feel like the world blind
Until I create a bond
(Just got some head that shit was bomb)
Always been an honest guy I ain't lying
Look my way and I might
Call up on Medusa

If you want it
You can get it
If you got it
You should Spend it
Yeah you know
The clock Keep ticking
Lord knows
I've been picky
If you want it
You can get it
If you got it
You should Spend it
Yeah you know
The clock Keep ticking
Lord knows
I've been picky



Credits
Writer(s): Jamar Shaw
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