Hollywood, Hollywood, oh, how I fuckin´ love you I cannot seem to breakthrough from this curse that I´ve been stuck to I came in as a lil´ man, but now my fuckin´ nuts grew
Today´s the days our ties are finally cut loose, fuck you Uh-oh, it´s my triflin´ ass Pullin´ up like, "Hi guys, I´m back" Goddamn, nigga, I´m so up that I can´t get down, gotta skydive from that (Yikes) Won´t see the day I might relax, I ain´t never been a nice guy, in fact Y´all wishin´ I would try nicer raps Sorry, I ain´t got the right mind for that (Uh-uh) Look how cold he is, pimpin´ just like H-O-V is Y´all are Beyoncé and my rhymes stay inappropriate This is just how my show begins, if you hatin´, come blow me then Fuck you, here´s some petroleum, give me my clout, you owe me it
(Yeah) Whoa! Niggas better duck and run for cover like it´s fuckin´ Iraq (Stay down, nigga) I´ll pull a nigga from your ass, you ain´t even die yet (Oh no) I´ve been headin´ up the ladder long enough, it´s time I hit the climax (Yikes) Your career´s goin´ bye-bye, it´s ironic you don´t got a bypass (Yeah) Niggas know that I´ve been ill, man, the whole time that I´ve been here I done made a fortune like ten mil´ from the paper lines that my pen fills And if I don´t spend it, my kids will, I´m low key, but a big deal Hoes see me and they freeze up, that´s why they all on my dick still
They tell me I´m too hostile, I am Picasso Bitches like, "Remember me from high school?" Nah, ho Came up in this shit killin´ niggas with the hot flow Y´all ain´t got a fuckin´ thing on Hop, whoa!
Boy, you better rock slow, who am I? I´m Picasso Take the high road ASAP, ´cause I ain´t liable For no nigga (Nope), my fuckin´ head is in the cosmos Got it locked, though, bitch, I´m Pablo Picasso (Mhm)
I´ve been told the new game plan´s to make bullshit for the new wave´s fans And you can´t pop unless you take xans and flex on the ´Gram like you do make bands
What?! (Oh no) They like, "Fuck boom bap rap, you can´t win Save that shit for the Wu-Tang Clan" That´s when I bust in like the Kool-Aid man (Yeah!) Look, I ain´t the nigga who pullin´ up tryna get shine by how much the Rollie glow (Nah) I´m here to rain on parades, my sinister ways to fuck up the rodeo (Woo) I do my shows and hoes be losin´ control like I was the Holy Ghost (Stop) When I deliver the penis it lies in the mouth, she call it Pinocchio Mmm, man, who want war with me? Bitch, I torture beats I´ve been born to beast, still I abort MCs, oh, so horribly Dog, your corpse´ll be, right on the floor with these
Feet that I´ll stomp you out with This my house, bitch, and you can´t afford the lease (Watch out) Whoa! Fuck all that Hollywood shit Over half of you not even lit that be riding my dick I got no problem with this I come through and your body get slit, I could hardly resist Nigga, my hobby is pissin´ on anyone I can offend I got no friends Whoever thinkin´ they hot, go and tell ´em, nobody´s convinced (Hmm)
They tell me I´m too hostile, I am Picasso Bitches like, "Remember me from high school?" Nah, ho Came up in this shit killin´ niggas with the hot flow
Y´all ain´t got a fuckin´ thing on Hop, whoa!
Boy, you better rock slow, who am I? I´m Picasso Take the high road ASAP, ´cause I ain´t liable For no nigga (Nope), my fuckin´ head is in the cosmos Got it locked, though, bitch, I´m Pablo Picasso (Mhm) Rock slow, who am I? I´m Picasso Take the high road ASAP, ´cause I ain´t liable For no nigga (Nope), my fuckin´ head is in the cosmos Got it locked, though, bitch, I´m Pablo Picasso (Mhm)