Take a Pic

[Intro: Dream Caster] (Nuke) (Nuke Radio) Oh ohh oh (HOLY FUCKING SHIT) [Chorus: Dream Caster] At the crib, yeah, Perc with a cig, uh And this could take my mind off of things for a bit Yeah and if it's that way, then it is what it is The kids will be kids I used to shop at Lids now it's Moncler with the clique Uh, post up take a flick Yeah I was at the show when you sent me naked pics Yeah you always take my mind off of things for a bit Yeah I'm posted with the clique We look fresh we takin' pics (NUKE RADIO) [Verse 1: Christ Dillinger] Girl I wanna see you do what you do Louis V sign on the hood of my shoe Cut that bitch off now my other bitch mad at me Fresh as fuck like I'm on a magazine They takin' pictures when we walkin' in Remеmber back in the day had to cop a band They talkin' bout ballin' but thеy never been Always been a starter never second string (Nuke) I get up in the pussy like Pootie Tang Money keep comin' back like a boomerang I'm married to the trap, bitch I can't be your man Shoot a nigga just like George Zimmerman We'll never tell nobody what we did Walkin' in the function with that Jason Kidd Niggas hatin' on me they be hatin' still Booted off the molly I can't stand still [Chorus: Dream Caster] At the crib, yeah, Perc with a cig, uh And this could take my mind off of things for a bit Yeah and if it's that way, then it is what it is The kids will be kids I used to shop at Lids now it's Moncler with a clique Uh, post up take a flick Yeah I was at the show when you sent me naked pics Yeah you always take my mind off of things for a bit Yeah I'm posted with the clique We look fresh we takin' pics (Wait, nuking's actually kinda hot) [Verse 2: Acid Souljah] I got more swag than 100 million naked bitches When I'm posted up with the team they takin' pictures They wanna document this shit, 'cause we makin' history Every day I cash out and it don't mean shit to me I'm posted up with Christ and with Woody and we spazzin' out I smoke blunt back to back 'till my lungs start tappin' out This backwood hittin' like The Undertaker Every shot that I take, bitch I hit it better than the Harlem Globetrotters and the Lakers Every single day I'm out here gettin' to the paper Bitch shoutout Woody shoutout Ricky shoutout Laker If you ain't gettin' money I don't wanna talk to you now I don't even wanna talk to you later My circle closed off for the people that be gettin' paper (THIS SONG IS A WAR CRIME) (WARNING, NUKE MUSIC MAY DAMAGE YOUR EARDRUMS) (AND HURT YOUR SOUL)