Picasso

Hollywood, Hollywood, oh, how I fuckin' love you

I cannot seem to breakthrough

From this curse that I've been stuck to

I came in as a lil' man, but now my fuckin' nuts grew

Today's the days our ties are finally cut loose, fuck you

Uh-oh, it's my triflin' ass

Pullin' up like: Hi guys, I'm back

Goddamn, nigga, I'm so up

That I can't get down, gotta skydive from that

Won't see the day I might relax

I ain't never been a nice guy, in fact

Y'all wishin' I would try nicer raps

Sorry, I ain't got the right mind for that

Look how cold he is, pimpin' just like H-O-V is

Y'all are Beyoncés and my rhymes stay inappropriate

This is just how my show begins

If you hatin', come blow me then

Fuck you, here's some petroleum

Give me my clout, you owe me it (yeah)

Niggas better duck and run

For cover like it's fuckin' Iraq

I'm pullin' a nigga from your ass

You ain't even die yet

I've been headin' up the ladder long enough

It's time I hit the climax

Your career's goin' bye-bye

It's ironic you don't got a bypass

Niggas know that I've been ill, man

The whole time that I've been here

I done made a fortune like ten mil'

From the paper lines that my pen fills

And if I don't spend it, my kids will

I'm low key, but a big deal

Hoes see me and they freeze up

That's why they all on my dick still

They tell me I'm too hostile, I am Picasso

Bitches like: Remember me from high school?; Nah, ho

Came up in this shit killin' niggas with the hot flow

Y'all ain't got a fuckin' thing on Hop

Boy, you better rock slow

Who am I? I'm Picasso

Take the high road ASAP

'Cause I ain't liable for no nigga (nope)

I'm fuckin' hitters in the cosmos

Got it locked, though

Bitch, I'm Pablo Picasso

I've been told the new game plan's

To make bullshit for the new wave's fans

And you can't populate unless you take xans

And flex on the 'Gram like you do make bands

What?! (Oh no)

They like: Fuck boom bap rap, you can't win

Save that shit for the Wu-Tang Clan

That's when I bust in like the Kool-Aid man

Look, I ain't the nigga who pullin' up

Tryna get shine by how much the Rollie glow

I'm here to rain on parades

My sinister ways to fuck up the rodeo

I do my shows and hoes be losin' control

Like I was the Holy Ghost (stop)

When I deliver the penis

It lies in the mouth, she call it Pinocchio

Mmm, man, who want war with me?

Bitch, I torture beats

I've been born to beast

Still I abort MCs

Oh, so horribly

Dog, your corpse'll be

Right on the floor with these

Feet that I'll stomp you out with

This my house, bitch

And you can't afford the lease (watch out)

Fuck all that Hollywood shit

Over half of you not even lit that be riding my dick

I got no problem with this

I come through and your body get slit

I could hardly resist

Nigga, my hobby is pissin' on anyone I can offend

I got no friends

Whoever thinkin' they hot, go and tell 'em, nobody's convinced

They tell me I'm too hostile, I am Picasso

Bitches like: Remember me from high school?; Nah, ho

Came up in this shit killin' niggas with the hot flow

Y'all ain't got a fuckin' thing on Hop

Boy, you better rock slow

Who am I? I'm Picasso

Take the high road ASAP

'Cause I ain't liable for no nigga (nope)

I'm fuckin' hitters in the cosmos

Got it locked, though

Bitch, I'm Pablo Picasso

Rock slow

Who am I? I'm Picasso

Take the high road ASAP

'Cause I ain't liable for no nigga (nope)

I'm fuckin' hitters in the cosmos

Got it locked, though

Bitch, I'm Pablo Picasso