idk - i picture lyrics
[hook]
when i picture selling dope
i picture big fat ‘ol -sses
big cartier gl-sses
champagne in my gl-sses
when i’m wearing fendi clothes
i picture big fat ‘ol -sses
big cartier gl-sses
champagne in my gl-sses
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 shit
what is work when you only have fun?
a hundreds of thousands of b-tches that suuuck
all on my stick (ay)
give me head while i shift lanes
is it cash, or is it fame?
f-ck her one i got six chains, two chains
told me that d-mn right i got it (all right)
you ain’t got shit 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-ck
you spend all your money on wishing wells
you running outta luck (what’s that)
i hit it, then p-ss it, then screw it
your sisters the gamers -ssist (all right)
i say all this shit just to say that my ignorance bliss
i ball, i swish, you ball, you miss
[hook]
when i picture selling dope
i picture big fat ‘ol -sses
big cartier gl-sses
champagne in my gl-sses
when i’m wearing fendi clothes
i picture big fat ‘ol -sses
big cartier gl-sses
champagne in my gl-sses
hit the club and shut it down
i picture money money
big big big money
big big big money
big big big money
car got hit with 50 rounds
i picture money money
big big big money
big big big 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-tches 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-ck 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 -sses
big cartier gl-sses
champagne in my gl-sses
when i’m wearing fendi clothes
i picture big fat ‘ol -sses
big cartier gl-sses
champagne in my gl-sses
hit the club and shut it down
i picture money money
big big big money
big big big money
big big big money
car got hit with 50 rounds
i picture money money
big big big money
big big big money
big big big money
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