Vontae Thomas - I Picture lyrics

Published

0 136 0

Vontae Thomas - I Picture lyrics

[Hook] When I picture selling dope I picture big fat 'ol a**es Big Cartier gla**es Champagne in my gla**es When I'm wearing FENDI clothes I picture big fat 'ol a**es Big Cartier gla**es Champagne in my gla**es Hit the club and shut it down I picture money money Big Big Big money (yes) (x3) Car got hit with 50 rounds I picture money money Big Big Big money (yes) (x3) [Verse 1: Jay IDK] My vices gon make me go blind I go blind all my vices go dumb I just a bought a new Lamborghini But 'a' mean I only have one (skrrr) I don't like to work for my sh** What is work when you only have fun? A hundreds of thousands of b**hes that suuuck All on my stick (ay) Give me head while I shift lanes Is it Cash, or is it Fame? f** her one I got six chains, two chains Told me that damn right I got it (all right) You ain't got sh** lets be honest (okay) How she your wife with no ring When I hold up my ring on my pinky Like we made a promise and she gonna vow to f** You spend all your money on wishing wells You running outta luck (what's that) I hit it, then pa** it, then screw it Your sisters the gamers a**ist (all right) I say all this sh** just to say that my ignorance bliss I ball, I swish, you all miss [Hook] When I picture selling dope I picture big fat 'ol a**es Big Cartier gla**es Champagne in my gla**es When I'm wearing FENDI clothes I picture big fat 'ol a**es Big Cartier gla**es Champagne in my gla**es Hit the club and shut it down I picture money money Big Big Big money Car got hit with 50 rounds I picture money money Big Big Big money [Verse 2: Jay IDK] I swipe my credit card to the left Write my signature On the back of that check (that check) Cash the check and ball Like I play for the Nets (the nets, swish) b**hes stare in awe Cause they know I'm up next They pokin they holes to invest I don't ever stress I'm just playin chess and I'm pretty good That's why they never check Me I'm such a Don; Christian Louboutin Getting kinda old, gimme Saint Laurent With the Visvim, Rick Owens boots With the Acne jeans or the Yeezy Boosts Gimme double shots that's a deuce deuce She gon' blow the pipe Like she play the flute or the claronet Cause it's big and black I ain't Will Smith, I don't gotta act Counting up the cash, getting all the guap Haters getting red, but I never stop Y'all were never hot Who the f** is y'all? It's like you never block We cannot recall, no not at all (noooo) I swish, I'm ballin, I ball [Hook] When I picture selling dope I picture big fat 'ol a**es Big Cartier gla**es Champagne in my gla**es When I'm wearing FENDI clothes I picture big fat 'ol a**es Big Cartier gla**es Champagne in my gla**es Hit the club and shut it down I picture money money Big Big Big money Car got hit with 50 rounds I picture money money Big Big Big money