PICTURE THAT ft. JayYeezus Lyrics

Click click, flick flick

I kinda like the attention

Click click, flick flick

I think they have an obsession

Tick tick, tick tick

Everyone's up in my mentions

Quick quick, quick quick

Okay I have a confession

Man picture that

To have it all and still be trapped

To feel the world keep pushing back

Drive your life right off the track

Picture everything you ever wanted

Now put it in a ball and throw it in the cauldron

Gotta picture in your head okay we're making progress

I ain't tryna cause a problem I'm just being honest

Picture yourself laying down at night

Convincing yourself that you're alright

Convincing yourself that you're doing fine

You get what I'm saying right

Now picture finding peace inside yourself

You chase that bag you get that wealth

You keep a stable mental health

Stay on that grind don't need no help

Imma take you on a journey it's an expedition

Don't need nobody's validation, just the recognition

I don't play no games ain't no exhibition

But if I did, then I'd win, call it premonition

Ion take time off, ain't no intermission

Destroying this beat, call it demolition

My words are like a weapon call it ammunition

Only speaking facts I ain't speaking fiction

Every single syllable is comin like a bullet

Finger on the trigger and you know I'm gonna pull it

Got it spraying everywhere so careful where I shoot it

Got me going crazy like I think I'm gonna lose it

Ask what it is, well I got it right here

Need me a bad girl, Madison Beer

Make you think twice and freeze like a deer

In the headlights just frozen in fear

Pretty loyal, anti social, am I normal

Probably not

Kinda spoiled, dressing formal, not immortal

Bound to rot

Bound to plot, unorthodox

Like high schoolers fighting in a parking lot

Like stealing all the present from toys for tots

Like fleeing every single time you see the cops

I just like to keep it simple

Keep distance from either people

Stranger danger, that's omegle

Movie screen, call it regal

Shawty real fine, gonna make her mine

take her to my house and hit it from behind

Spending my money, like Brady, that's a dime

Hit her with the quickie cause I'm running low on time

Want the bag but I ain't chasin

Ain't no doctor, got no patience

Heart beat going, I keep pacing

back and fourth I keep racing

You read my mind

It's do or die

Like homicide

Ain't choosing sides