Picture Me Rollin

[Intro: Warhol.SS] Picture me rollin' Huh Picture me rollin' Uh, ayy Picture me rollin' Yeah, ayy [Verse 1: Warhol.SS] Picture me on fours, candy paint, got a thing for twenty-eights We make dollars out of nada, call me Mr. Make it Shake Used to be my right hand, we two-man and shake and bake Now you hate the way I'm livin' 'cause I ain't take you 'round the way? Chasin' weed with more lean, I poured extra just for taste In that field day to day, main mission catch pape' How you go against your brothers? How you actin' like we lazy? I don't talk for free at all, I'll send a list with all my rates I be poppin' player shit to her, ain't have no fuckin' rizz Keep my mind on my family, my codeine in my biz I got paper on me now, but, no, the safe ain't at the crib She my favorite eater, eatin' up like a spoon, but it's a bib Head on swivel, be on tip, scratchin' models off my list Been on finsta all day, I'm scrollin' through the shit I hit I get paranoid quick, I sense a vibe and dump a clip It's a horror film, I got killers lurkin' through that mist [Chorus: Warhol.SS & Luhh Dyl] Picture me rollin' (Rollin', rollin', roll-rollin', uh) Picture me rollin' (Uh, rollin', roll-rollin', uh, ayy) Picture me rollin' Nigga, picture me rollin' (Uh-huh), picture me rollin' (Slow down) [Verse 2: Luhh Dyl] They can't even act like niggas ain't starve for this Late night workin', goin' hard for this Damn near losin' my hands and legs for niggas I wasn't 'posed to bargain with Won't trip 'bout shit that my old bitch did, never my loss, go get a harder bitch On the end with niggas I started with Want a trick, bitch, you at the wrong party then Want beef, we can get the shit started then We like to give belt out often I ain't sit at the table with niggas, now I'm sittin' at the table with bosses First time I had to go get a bucket and carry the team, can't take no more losses When they caught him, his pants was down, you can picture him rollin', wasn't movin' with caution [Chorus: Warhol.SS] Picture me rollin' (Yeah, uh, roll-rollin', uh, ayy) Picture me rollin' [Verse 3: BabyChiefDoit & Warhol.SS] I don't trust shit but God, in all you niggas, I lost hope They screamin' that back door shit like it's cool and it's a joke (Picture me rollin') I would've crashed out a long time ago, I do this for my folks Used to pour up lean to cope, hate when fans act like they know (Picture me rollin') If you wanna know my life, picture me rollin' off an ecstasy Eight days a week, I swear this shit bring out the best in me Dick rider, he'll sell his soul just to get next to me Hit your cut and run before the dicks think about catchin' me Show a piece of loyalty and I'll give you the recipe Got nothin' to complain about, G-O-D been blessin' me Lately, He been testin' me, seein' if I'm strong enough L-O-V-E, picture me givin' out love [Outro: BabyChiefDoit] On B Yop, yop Niggas know what the fuck goin' on Lil' BabyChiefDoit, man, 262, ask your bitch Slatt, let's get it