Painting Pictures
Painting her face like Leonardo da Vinci
I'm fucked up I keep the juice in me
I put a drum on a mac that shit look like a titty
I'm too busy fucking the city up
Like why is my last bitch all on my phone
She stalking my page like bitch what u want
Prolly wondering why, I kicked her out of my life
Like a motherfucking football team I punt
(Oh yeah I punt)
The gas we smoking so radioactive
I don't fuck with that bitch I left her in the past tense
I'm deep in this shit got some baggage
Bitch I'm only tryna fuck, so you gotta leave after
Double sided as fuck, I don't fuck with her patterns
I know that you "love me" but it really don't matter
Sipping that Vodka I feel better after
These hoes need jesus
Need to see a fucking pastor
Got these hoes on my line like my first name is-
I'm high in the coupe, feel like I'm soaring
Your pockets stay hungry, my pockets enormous
High off the doja, I need some closure
Yeah I'm high off the doja I need some closure
I need some closure
I need some closure
Painting her face like Leonardo da Vinci
I'm fucked up I keep the juice in me
I put a drum on a mac that shit look like a titty
I'm too busy fucking the city up
Tryna run up on gang, okay
The niggas I hang with?
Dangerous
Whatchu want the AK or the stainless
Yeah that bitch gave me brain like Sarah Palin
Dish out the rock, I feel like Chris Paul
If these niggas acting funny I'm shaking em off
And just like a jacket I'm zipping em up
Pouring purple I'm mixing
Even far from a distance, I can see your image
Painting her face like Leonardo da Vinci
I'm fucked up I keep the juice in me
I put a drum on a mac that shit look like a titty
I'm too busy fucking the city up
(I'm too busy fucking the city up, up)
Painting her face like Leonardo da Vinci
I'm fucked up I keep the juice in me
I put a drum on a mac that shit look like a titty
I'm too busy fucking the city up
Like why is my last bitch all on my phone
She stalking my page like bitch what u want
Prolly wondering why, I kicked her out of my life
Like a motherfucking football team I punt
(Oh yeah I punt)
I'm fucked up I keep the juice in me
I put a drum on a mac that shit look like a titty
I'm too busy fucking the city up
Like why is my last bitch all on my phone
She stalking my page like bitch what u want
Prolly wondering why, I kicked her out of my life
Like a motherfucking football team I punt
(Oh yeah I punt)
The gas we smoking so radioactive
I don't fuck with that bitch I left her in the past tense
I'm deep in this shit got some baggage
Bitch I'm only tryna fuck, so you gotta leave after
Double sided as fuck, I don't fuck with her patterns
I know that you "love me" but it really don't matter
Sipping that Vodka I feel better after
These hoes need jesus
Need to see a fucking pastor
Got these hoes on my line like my first name is-
I'm high in the coupe, feel like I'm soaring
Your pockets stay hungry, my pockets enormous
High off the doja, I need some closure
Yeah I'm high off the doja I need some closure
I need some closure
I need some closure
Painting her face like Leonardo da Vinci
I'm fucked up I keep the juice in me
I put a drum on a mac that shit look like a titty
I'm too busy fucking the city up
Tryna run up on gang, okay
The niggas I hang with?
Dangerous
Whatchu want the AK or the stainless
Yeah that bitch gave me brain like Sarah Palin
Dish out the rock, I feel like Chris Paul
If these niggas acting funny I'm shaking em off
And just like a jacket I'm zipping em up
Pouring purple I'm mixing
Even far from a distance, I can see your image
Painting her face like Leonardo da Vinci
I'm fucked up I keep the juice in me
I put a drum on a mac that shit look like a titty
I'm too busy fucking the city up
(I'm too busy fucking the city up, up)
Painting her face like Leonardo da Vinci
I'm fucked up I keep the juice in me
I put a drum on a mac that shit look like a titty
I'm too busy fucking the city up
Like why is my last bitch all on my phone
She stalking my page like bitch what u want
Prolly wondering why, I kicked her out of my life
Like a motherfucking football team I punt
(Oh yeah I punt)
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Rivera
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