Migos & Future – Picasso

Migos & Future – Picasso Lyrics

Artist: Migos & Future
Song: Picasso

Yeah, yeah, yeah (DJ Durel)
(Yeah, Pluto)
Put a fifty round on that Glock
Plush leather when you dropping the top

I push a button, now I can’t stop
I’m doing donuts, turning out the lot
Staying vibed out at the spot
A mill’ ticket when I pop out

Feeding all the trill b#tches lobster
I’m doing Marni and Stella McCartney
I made a full 360 out the ‘partments
I’m like Picasso, I paint me a portrait

I’m getting money, taking drugs with orphans
I’m at the bottom of the mud, where it started
I need biscotti, gotta smoke by a forest
Got a flock of ten, like an arsenal

This sh#t making a n#gg# phenomenal
Put the energy on you, you elеvate
Put the cut on Fetti and sеllin’ it
Spend the money on me, you inhaling it

There’s a lot designers to recommend
Put the racks in ‘Rarri, then I’m riding in it (Skrrt, skrrt)
To the dealers to get on the promise land
Grip the thirty and steel with the other hand (Skrrt)

Addicted to birdies and rubber bands (Brr)
Dividing the brick with the scissor hands
Balenciaga racks in the shoe box (Shoe box)
Upgrade the bando with new locks (New locks)

Pockets stay loaded, Guwop (Guwop)
Look at my drip, this a new drop
Smoking on forest, ZaZa (Exotic)
Drinking, I’m pouring, all mine (Drink)

Them n#gg#s is boring, not mud (Mud)
Sending off a hundred shots (Shots)
Wet the floor like a mop
Spinnin’ in soccer vans, hot box

Shoes so dirty from running from cops
Mama said sit down ‘fore you get shot (Mama)
Young n#gg# havin’ a sit down ’cause the business here with the mob (Business)
Young n#gg#s out here runnin’ round, fifteen years old with a Glock (Young n#gg#)

Young n#gg# running ’round wilding with that stick, I told him move smart (Stick)
Young n#gg# havin’ a sit down ’cause the business here with the mob (Yeah)
Button it up, I’m coming sharp (Sharp)
Just a young n#gg# with a plot

Put surveillance all on the spot (Soo)
Put a fifty ball in one knot (Yeah)
Put a 50 round in that Glock
Plush leather when you dropping the top

I push a button, now I can’t stop
I’m doing donuts, turning out the lot
Staying vibed out at the spot
A mill’ ticket when I pop out

Feeding all the trill b#tches lobsters
I’m doing Marni and Stella McCartney
I made a full 360 out the ‘partments
I’m like Picasso, I paint me a portrait

I’m getting money, taking drugs with orphans
I’m at the bottom of the mud, where it started
I need biscotti, gotta smoke by a forest
Got a flock of ten, like an arsenal

This sh#t making a n#gg# phenomenal (Takeoff)
Put the energy on you, you elevate
When I count up a check, it’s to motivate (Motivate)
For all of my n#gg#s, ain’t gotta try to make another way (Get it)

Looking at cars and stars like damn, I’ma be rich one day (Rich)
You place your order from over the border, it can get shipped that way (Ship it, hey)
We never settlin’ (Settlin’)
Walk with the felony (Felony)

I like a thick b#tch with melanin (Melanin)
We got mansions with camera surveillance (Surveillance)
Look at the stars in the Wraith, I see aliens (Aliens)
I could dunk on your b#tch, but I laid it in (Laid it in)

Bought her Birkins, bought her the wagon, Benz (Wagon Benz)
Outer space with this money, on Saturn (Saturn)
Told the b#tch ride this sh#t, go on saddle in (Saddle in)
I been the n#gg# that’s getting it (Get it)

If I had started, I gotta finish (Finish it)
Never switch up on the business
‘Cause when you start, that’s when it diminish (Diminish)
I went and copped me a link

But it’s not the Cuban, it’s an infinity (Infinity)
Pull out, he shaking and trembling (Trembling)
These n#gg#s sweeter than cinnamon (Sweet, hey)
I took the b#tch out to Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)

Bezel twinkle, this sh#t sickening (Twinkle)
The money been talking, I’m listening (Listening)
The switch on the Glock, bullets whistling (*whistle*)
Two-door Lambo, that sh#t Listerine (Listerine)

The chopper gon’ blow em’ to misery (Misery)
Load up the bando with ‘phetamine (‘Phetamine)
The dope, it’s getting service from Medellín (Medellín)
Put a 50 round in that Glock

Plush leather when you dropping the top
I push a button, now I can’t stop
I’m doing donuts, turning out the lot
Staying vibed out at the spot

A mill’ ticket when I pop out
Feeding all the trill b#tches lobsters
I’m doing Marni and Stella McCartney
I made a full 360 out the ‘partments

I’m like Picasso, I paint me a portrait
I’m getting money, taking drugs with orphans
I’m at the bottom of the mud, where it started
I need biscotti, gotta smoke by a forest

Got a flock of tens, like an arsenal
This sh#t making a n#gg# phenomenal
Put the energy on you, you elevate
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Migos & Future Lyrics – Picasso

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From the album:
Culture III [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021