Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Icon snapping like Nikon ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Driving driving really fast
Man I'm popping like a tag
When I'm walking out the Gucci store I come out dressing better than your dad
50 bitches plus another 40 that's like 90 bitches do the math
Shawty give me head like turning tassels that remind me of a college grad
Bitch I'm cooler than some ice
I'm the Presie you're the vice
Shawty checked me out and started catching feelings like a nigga Jerry Rice
You make think I got a PhD the way I mixed the codeine with the sprite
If you staring at my diamonds way to long you're guaranteed to lose your sight
The money looking like a snack ooh
Babygirl your boyfriend wack
Told lil shawty hit my jack
She text me shawty? where you at?
Bitch I'm balling Shaq-Attack
Always keep that shit a stack
Imma break lil mama back like she stepping on some cracks
How you gon hate and you judging these people but you're standing waiting for busses
How you A1 but you over there snitching confessing and acting like Usher
I told them catch up so I went and copped me a 'Rari the same color mustard
I don't gotta rhyme with these niggas to tell you that these niggas out here be busters
And my diamonds came from Texas and New Orleans check my water got a flood light
These niggas out here they be lemon sour cause I'm shining right up in the lime light
I'm with 50 bitches and they're all caucasian so I crush them like a bud light
Imma hit that hoe then skate like Tony Hawk cause B. Picasso give her half pipe
Like Sonic I hit her then dash
You're bitch like the Hulk imma smash
Cut that hoe off like a Gash
I'll put my foot in your ass
Damn this car going to fast
It goes real fast like the flash
You're boyfriend he broke and he mad
I drop my watch you'll hear a splash
I like to brag ooh
You're hating you're mad
You're main hoe is trash
I'm counting these racks
My thumb got a rash
In love with the cash
I'm driving real fast
I'm banding the coupe like Coco and Crash
I had to go shopping
So I flew to LA like Kobe and Shaq
B. Picasso - Heart Break Kid Lyrics
B. Picasso - Heart Break Kid Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Icon snapping like Nikon ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Driving driving really fast
Man I'm popping like a tag
When I'm walking out the Gucci store I come out dressing better than your dad
50 bitches plus another 40 that's like 90 bitches do the math
Shawty give me head like turning tassels that remind me of a college grad
Bitch I'm cooler than some ice
I'm the Presie you're the vice
Shawty checked me out and started catching feelings like a nigga Jerry Rice
You make think I got a PhD the way I mixed the codeine with the sprite
If you staring at my diamonds way to long you're guaranteed to lose your sight
The money looking like a snack ooh
Babygirl your boyfriend wack
Told lil shawty hit my jack
She text me shawty? where you at?
Bitch I'm balling Shaq-Attack
Always keep that shit a stack
Imma break lil mama back like she stepping on some cracks
How you gon hate and you judging these people but you're standing waiting for busses
How you A1 but you over there snitching confessing and acting like Usher
I told them catch up so I went and copped me a 'Rari the same color mustard
I don't gotta rhyme with these niggas to tell you that these niggas out here be busters
And my diamonds came from Texas and New Orleans check my water got a flood light
These niggas out here they be lemon sour cause I'm shining right up in the lime light
I'm with 50 bitches and they're all caucasian so I crush them like a bud light
Imma hit that hoe then skate like Tony Hawk cause B. Picasso give her half pipe
Like Sonic I hit her then dash
You're bitch like the Hulk imma smash
Cut that hoe off like a Gash
I'll put my foot in your ass
Damn this car going to fast
It goes real fast like the flash
You're boyfriend he broke and he mad
I drop my watch you'll hear a splash
I like to brag ooh
You're hating you're mad
You're main hoe is trash
I'm counting these racks
My thumb got a rash
In love with the cash
I'm driving real fast
I'm banding the coupe like Coco and Crash
I had to go shopping
So I flew to LA like Kobe and Shaq
Yeah
Yeah
Icon snapping like Nikon ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Driving driving really fast
Man I'm popping like a tag
When I'm walking out the Gucci store I come out dressing better than your dad
50 bitches plus another 40 that's like 90 bitches do the math
Shawty give me head like turning tassels that remind me of a college grad
Bitch I'm cooler than some ice
I'm the Presie you're the vice
Shawty checked me out and started catching feelings like a nigga Jerry Rice
You make think I got a PhD the way I mixed the codeine with the sprite
If you staring at my diamonds way to long you're guaranteed to lose your sight
The money looking like a snack ooh
Babygirl your boyfriend wack
Told lil shawty hit my jack
She text me shawty? where you at?
Bitch I'm balling Shaq-Attack
Always keep that shit a stack
Imma break lil mama back like she stepping on some cracks
How you gon hate and you judging these people but you're standing waiting for busses
How you A1 but you over there snitching confessing and acting like Usher
I told them catch up so I went and copped me a 'Rari the same color mustard
I don't gotta rhyme with these niggas to tell you that these niggas out here be busters
And my diamonds came from Texas and New Orleans check my water got a flood light
These niggas out here they be lemon sour cause I'm shining right up in the lime light
I'm with 50 bitches and they're all caucasian so I crush them like a bud light
Imma hit that hoe then skate like Tony Hawk cause B. Picasso give her half pipe
Like Sonic I hit her then dash
You're bitch like the Hulk imma smash
Cut that hoe off like a Gash
I'll put my foot in your ass
Damn this car going to fast
It goes real fast like the flash
You're boyfriend he broke and he mad
I drop my watch you'll hear a splash
I like to brag ooh
You're hating you're mad
You're main hoe is trash
I'm counting these racks
My thumb got a rash
In love with the cash
I'm driving real fast
I'm banding the coupe like Coco and Crash
I had to go shopping
So I flew to LA like Kobe and Shaq
Writer: Bless Picasso
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid