Picasso - Leeky Bandz, Gunna

Nah, no, I turn your bitch to a maid

You niggas ridin' our wave

I’ma just ride on her face

Who let the beasts out the cage?

Twenty chains on, I’m a slave

Outfit on me look like Bape

I gotta drip to the grave

Ayy, whoa, yeah, I put that bitch on a wave, yeah

All of my niggas get paid, yeah

All of these feel like a slave, yeah

Whoa, yeah, I run this shit like a race, yeah

Low-top Gucci with the snakes, yeah

I put you boys on a wave, yeah

Whoa, yeah, came a long way from the trenches

Got some regrets, everyone knows and some sinnin'

All of these Hunnids can’t fuck in my denim

She wanna fuck, then let’s get it, hey

All on the sneakers, I call her Raf Simons

Run up that check with no limit, hey

You fall in love with these hoes, I get all kind of women

Hit twice and forget 'em, hey

My new crib came with a million

She poured a fourth like I’m sick

It’s thirty-five for a brick

Watch how I’m whippin' my wrist

I put some bread on your head

Watch how that money don’t stay

Money gon' pull out with me

We move like Lilo and Stitch

I’m smokin' gas out the zip

I wanna fuck her and her friend

Ayy, ayy, got some racks in the bank (Racks in the bank)

Smoke gas like a tank (Gas like a tank)

Got a pint of some a drink (Pint of some drink)

Lock on his head (Lock on)

Icy watch with the date (Icy, icy)

Yeah, Picasso, I paint (Picasso, I paint)

You niggas cannot relate (Cannot relate)

Nah, no, I turn your bitch to a maid

You niggas ridin' our wave

I’ma just ride on her face

Who let the beasts out the cage?

Twenty chains on, I’m a slave

Outfit on me look like Bape

I gotta drip to the grave

Wait, whoa, yeah, I take your bitch to the stars

She ain’t know it was a Wraith

Different colors out in space

We takin' trips out of state

I ain’t artist, I paint

Mr. Off-White with the Bape

Fly you out if you a snake

Change my outfits like the date

I fuck her but she ain’t the same

Forty-pointers in my chain

All this water make it rain

Bring the water fountain, bezel

We the ones that is the wettest

I can’t lose, I’m from the gutter

Whatever they say, we don’t trust 'em

Lust on a bitch, I don’t love 'em

Runnin' this shit like a runner

Bitch, it’s Lil' Leeky and Gunn

Real bosses do what they want, and

My hitta gon' shoot if he wanna

Ayy, ayy, got some racks in the bank (Racks in the bank)

Smoke gas like a tank (Gas like a tank)

Got a pint of some a drink (Pint of some drink)

Lock on his head (Lock on)

Icy watch with the date (Icy, icy)

Yeah, Picasso, I paint (Picasso, I paint)

You niggas cannot relate (Cannot relate)

Nah, no, I turn your bitch to a maid

You niggas ridin' our wave

I’ma just ride on her face

Who let the beasts out the cage?

Twenty chains on, I’m a slave

Outfit on me look like Bape

I gotta drip to the grave