Picture Me - Republica & Tomcraft

Getting lifted, feeling right Double cup, dirty Sprite Baddest bitch, you know she mine But you know I don't love 'em And you know I don't cuff 'em, no On the West side tryna feel the breeze On a mission tryna fuck with OHB She say she fell in love with the G in me And she lovin', she lovin' You know I got the homies parked right outside I'm in the blood red Lambo, yellin' "What up five?" Got the killers and them bitches that be ready to ride 'Cause they lovin', they lovin' Picture me rollin', 64 sittin' on treads Picture me rollin', top down, switching lanes Picture me rollin', from VA to LA Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', oh yeah (Oh, yeah) Rolled my weed up for the night (Who tryna smoke with me) See them clouds, you know we high (Too fucked) If you don't smoke girl, it's alright (You know worried 'bout a damn thing) That's more for me so I don't mind (I don't mind) On the West side tryna feel the breeze On a mission tryna fuck with OHB She say she fell in love with the G in me And she lovin', she lovin' You know I got the homies parked right outside I'm in the blood red Lambo, yellin' "What up five?" Got the killers and them bitches that be ready to ride 'Cause they lovin', they lovin' Picture me rollin', 64 sittin' on treads Picture me rollin', top down, switching lanes Picture me rollin', from VA to LA Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', oh yeah (Oh, yeah) All night long, play it if this your song All night long, play it if this your song All night long, play it if this your song All night long, play it if this your song Picture me rollin' (Forgiatos on the Wraith) 64 sittin' on treads Picture me rollin' (From Virginia to the Bay) Top down, switching lanes Picture me rollin' (Private jet on the red eye) VA to LA Picture me rollin' (500) Picture me rollin', oh yeah (Oh, yeah) Whole bunch of money in the safe I got a chopper outside for a rainy day A dirty, dirty, yeah keep it on my waist Call me the baker man, I'm making all the cake I got a bitch with an attitude problem I know she crazy but I know that pussy awesome Top down, riding round, nigga who are you? I got ups bitch, what can Brown do for you? Picture me rollin', oh yeah

I grew up on the edge of a cornfield At the end of a long dirt road Carolina plow boy Ain't had a free summer since I was ten years old Mama made us pick our own switches So we could feel the sting of doin' wrong That set me straight on the road I'm still on I am who I am The product of a good woman loved by a real good man I've learned what I've learned By findin' the right way in all of my wrong turns I love what I love I ain't afraid to say it 'cause I'm damn sure man enough That's what you need to see to get a picture of me I grew up on gospel 'cause that's all my daddy'd listen to I found my soul in rock and roll When me and my first guitar were introduced Truth is I've only loved one woman And she'd have stayed, but I made her leave She's still hauntin' me in every song I sing I am who I am The product of a woman still loved by a stubborn man I've learned what I've learned By findin' the right way in all of my wrong turns I love what I love I ain't afraid to say it 'cause I'm damn sure man enough That's what you need to see to get a picture of me Like me or leave me Either way you know it the second you shake my hand I'm a long way from Jesus But I know He knows I'm doin' the best I can I am who I am The product of the good Lord lovin' a sinful man I've learned what I've learned By findin' the right way in all of my wrong turns I love what I love I ain't afraid to say it 'cause I'm damn sure man enough That's what you need to see That's what you need to see to get a picture of me

Woo Huh Ayy, this shit hard So hard, yeah So hard I been goin' so hard, yeah Yeah Flyin' on 'em Picture me Flying overseas, Italy Last year I wasn't on a thing This year, I get everything And it's on me Picture me In a brand new foreign, that's a Bentley I got brand new money in my denim I don't want new friends, I ain't friendly, yeah Now picture that I remember I was broke, now a nigga gettin' racks Told her money comin' now, let's just buy them back I remember I needed you and you left me on my ass What the fuck did I see in you? Yeah, my new bitch hella fat Came up, they got hella mad Picture me, I hit the mall, I drop a bag And I'm poppin' shit, lil' bitch, I'm poppin' tags I told her pack her shit, we finna fly away I had dreams of this shit as a shorty On the block, sipping 40s I'm shining high, bitch, you can't ignore me I'ma still be grinding when I'm 40 I get high, got green like the forest I like her, I told her she gorgeous She like me, wanna see a performance I get hate but the love is enormous Picture me Flying overseas, Italy Last year I wasn't on a thing This year, I get everything And it's on me Picture me In a brand new foreign, that's a Bentley I got brand new money in my denim I don't want new friends, I ain't friendly, yeah Now picture me