Nacho Picasso - Anything lyrics
[Nacho Picasso - Anything lyrics]
This is a rant song
This ain't a rap song i hate everyone
I'm a little schitzo, born in San Francisco
Grew up in Seattle, taught me never tattle
Body full of tattoos, all I hear is bad news
Baby I could bag you
Red bottoms like baboons
Suck me off like vacuums
Fucking in the bathroom
There's junkies in the back room
Copping smack from masked dudes
I'm back to selling dope just for fun
But I ain't have to nigga I'm the don I'm
Responsible for half you
Whole you, old you, I don't even know you
You just started rapping
I still thought you worked at Whole Foods
Last time I saw you
You was bagging up some tofu
Now you on that coke too I
Did that back in '02 i'm so on a roll
I am so corrupt, I be gassing on E
Got no fuel
Why they passing on me? Got no clue
Probably cuz I'm a psycho with no cool
I'm Prometheus on promethazine
And some mescaline but I'm dressed clean
In a wrestling ring I address the team
I'm the highest in the building
And dressed like Sting
And my burner's so big it distressed my jeans
I be moving like Malcolm, by any means
Let me know you need dope, coke or any beans
Codeine, smoke green, anyting
Coke, Dope, anyting weed smoke, anyting
Codeine, Oxys, Ebo, anyting pussy, anyting
C notes, anyting
I can put a hundred rounds in your pea coat
I'm probably frontin' for nothing
I put them paws on your cousin
I put the rise on our blunts and
One hit could cause a concussion
They say I cause a disruption
I'm usually banned from the function
For contraband or corruption my pineal
Gland I be clutchin'
We either family or nothing and
We a family of gluttons
They call me Benjamin Buttons
I keep my benjies in buckets
I keep my hand on a musket
These bitches not to be trusted
These niggas not to be trusted these
Police not to be trusted
No, please, don't trust me, I'm disgusting
Every bitch I meet is burnt out or busted
Let me know when you catch up to mustard
Fuck your bitch for an hour now I'm hungry
Fuck your bitch for an hour now I love her
Drop the bitch from a tower
To make her suffer i make you suffer
I leave scars on a nigga like
Mufasa but I'm his brother
And I'm off a ayahuasca, probly watcha
Inuyasha
At mi casa, home a faster, I'm Maurice from
Little Monsters
Coke, Dope, anyting weed smoke, anyting
Codeine, Oxys, Ebo, anyting pussy, anyting
C notes, anyting
I can put a hundred rounds in your pea coat
This ain't a rap song i hate everyone
I'm a little schitzo, born in San Francisco
Grew up in Seattle, taught me never tattle
Body full of tattoos, all I hear is bad news
Baby I could bag you
Red bottoms like baboons
Suck me off like vacuums
Fucking in the bathroom
There's junkies in the back room
Copping smack from masked dudes
I'm back to selling dope just for fun
But I ain't have to nigga I'm the don I'm
Responsible for half you
Whole you, old you, I don't even know you
You just started rapping
I still thought you worked at Whole Foods
Last time I saw you
You was bagging up some tofu
Now you on that coke too I
Did that back in '02 i'm so on a roll
I am so corrupt, I be gassing on E
Got no fuel
Why they passing on me? Got no clue
Probably cuz I'm a psycho with no cool
I'm Prometheus on promethazine
And some mescaline but I'm dressed clean
In a wrestling ring I address the team
I'm the highest in the building
And dressed like Sting
And my burner's so big it distressed my jeans
I be moving like Malcolm, by any means
Let me know you need dope, coke or any beans
Codeine, smoke green, anyting
Coke, Dope, anyting weed smoke, anyting
Codeine, Oxys, Ebo, anyting pussy, anyting
C notes, anyting
I can put a hundred rounds in your pea coat
I'm probably frontin' for nothing
I put them paws on your cousin
I put the rise on our blunts and
One hit could cause a concussion
They say I cause a disruption
I'm usually banned from the function
For contraband or corruption my pineal
Gland I be clutchin'
We either family or nothing and
We a family of gluttons
They call me Benjamin Buttons
I keep my benjies in buckets
I keep my hand on a musket
These bitches not to be trusted
These niggas not to be trusted these
Police not to be trusted
No, please, don't trust me, I'm disgusting
Every bitch I meet is burnt out or busted
Let me know when you catch up to mustard
Fuck your bitch for an hour now I'm hungry
Fuck your bitch for an hour now I love her
Drop the bitch from a tower
To make her suffer i make you suffer
I leave scars on a nigga like
Mufasa but I'm his brother
And I'm off a ayahuasca, probly watcha
Inuyasha
At mi casa, home a faster, I'm Maurice from
Little Monsters
Coke, Dope, anyting weed smoke, anyting
Codeine, Oxys, Ebo, anyting pussy, anyting
C notes, anyting
I can put a hundred rounds in your pea coat