Singer: NLE Choppa
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Song: Picture Me Grapin
NLE Choppa - Picture Me Grapin Subtitles (vtt) (03:49-229-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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Picture me rollin' (Yeah)
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Fat Cackwood smokin', couple
bitches in motion
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We ain't causin' commotion, but
I be braggin' and boastin'
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I put the most in, I get
the most out, no doubt
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I brought the Glock in and took
my show out, I sold out
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We break them poles out for your
show out, then roll out
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I got him hit and then I rapped
about it, think he know now
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Put a duffle bag up on his
head, my nigga cash out
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I get the cheese in large amounts,
they callin' me the cash cow
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We get the P's, we get the pints,
and then we tax 'em, Uncle Sam
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Give him teddy bears and t-shirts,
my dawg put him down
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Told that nigga get from 'round me, I
don't trust him, so it's fuck him
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Brand new chopper, suppressed the
muzzle, it— when I bust 'em
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We slide on 'em, hit the brother,
then we double back
with different cutters
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They know it's real, they know it's drama,
so they call they mamas (Ayy)
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I live the life of a top shotta
until the day I die
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Yeah, you know I'm a thug,
nigga, but I'ma still cry
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We ain't doin' no drive-bys,
I look him in his eye
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Stand over with this fire and
I'ma watch that nigga die
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Niggas know how we comin'-comin',
we slammin' like we Drummond
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Niggas pull up, we dumpin'-dumpin',
we shoot and it ain't nothin'
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We leavin' them niggas slumpin'-slumpin',
see my gun, they runnin'
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A hundred rounds, keep 'em comin',
comin', murder on my conscience
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I got this pistol in my pants and
I'm posted where I wanna be
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I made my own label, I can't
see no nigga signin' me
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I got too much to lose, I'm takin'
you, you think you takin' me
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I never been a fool, I watch
your moves, you think you
snakin' me (I'm watchin')
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Real killer, all my niggas
feel safe with me
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Even though they really supposed
to be securin' me
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I told Big Sean that I don't really
need security, but that's my nigga
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But ain't nan' nigga put fear in me
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I sincerely wrote a note, but
they ain't hearin' me (They
ain't hearin' me, cuh)
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I give a junkie line of coke
to go on killing sprees (They
ain't hearin' me, cuh)
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I told the bitch to get the drop
while she was on her knees
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She asked me what's in it for her, I
said, "I got a treat," I skeeted
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Yeah, I left it on her face and
I told her, "That's the only thing
you gettin' from me, babe"
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I live the life of a boss
player until the day I die
(Until the day I die)
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Couple bitches they feelin' on
me, they sayin' that I'm fly
(They sayin' that I'm fly)
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Feel like 2Pac, I got two bitches,
they fuckin' in the spot
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Her ass fat, I'm grabbin', grippin',
I'ma squeeze it 'til it pop
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You know I get around, I get your
pants down, and then I rock
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Hood nigga, I'ma pull my pants
down, keep on my socks
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Jamaican nigga, she be feelin'
on my hair, she like my locs
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I put her head on my cock, I told
her, "Suck it, don't stop"
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Ayy, you can call me Tommy, I
got the drank up in my belly
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We slid on 'em, got to poppin',
know you got the message
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We ain't 'bout the talkin', bitch,
we 'bout the sparkin'
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Pull up on him then we caution
tape and white chalk him
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I got a child, but my BM
really be on bullshit
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I'm askin' God why I got these
problems on this pulpit
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