[Intro]
Ciscaux, is that you? (Is that you, is that you)
Yeah, yeah, ayy, shoutout to [?], shoutout [?] too
Nate
[Chorus: Ciscaux]
Runnin' through this bitch, harsh
We gon' big bark (Yeah)
Big gang, big flames, and some big sparks
Big thing, big ring, we some big stars (What's up?)
You don't even know my name, girl, don't even start
Gold tooth, dope too, whatever you want to
Pictures of paradise stuck inside your old view
Ain't nobody made you switch up, you just chose to (You chose it)
Boy, I swear to god, you better do what you supposed to
[Verse 1: Ciscaux]
Ayy, trust me, I'm gon' do it
With the work, I've been affluent (Ayy)
And, girl, we can get to it, if you wanna go pursue it
But I'll leave that up to you
'Cause I'll be fine right with my crew
Left my family for a dream, so I'ma make sure it comes true
And that's a hunnid, so why [?] trippin' on me, chillin' in the function
All I want is a Bugatti, and my team to stay blunted
Swear your mouth, it keeps on running, but I isn't hearin' nothing
Wonder why these people jumpin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
It's because they know I'm next up
I ain't doin' deals, bitch, you gotta cut a check up
She gon' throw it back, 'cause she heard that I'm the best, huh
If you ain't notice how we do it in the west, huh
Remember ya'll was sleeping, guess you got a good rest, huh
Ain't fuck with the silence, so I had to turn it loud
Love, you caught up in the past, while I'm worried 'bout now
Guess it all works out, 'cause they all came around
Now we runnin' through the city, swear that we some fuckin' Hounds
[Chorus: Ciscaux, Tommy Ocean]
Runnin' through this bitch, harsh
We gon' big bark (Yeah)
Big gang, big flames, and some big sparks
Big thing, big ring, we some big stars (Skrrt)
You don't even know my name, girl, don't even start
Gold tooth, dope too, whatever you want to
Pictures of paradise stuck inside your old view
Ain't nobody made you switch up, you just chose to (Yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy)
Boy, I swear to god, you better do what you supposed to
[Verse 2: Tommy Ocean, Ciscaux]
Okay, like, bitches tryna branch out
When they see the grass is green (Grass is green)
Don’t take me for no treehugger, I never sell with g, ayy (With g, ayy)
I can't fuck with lames that asking for some handouts (Nah, nah)
Do your work, get some bread, then you'll feel like the man now
I can't do the drama, I be on my own, shit
Oh, shit, why the fuck you acting on that hoe shit?
Look, I don't understand (Ayy), why you tryna fuck with me?
No, I'm not your mans (What the fuck? Hol' up)
Okay, like, treat me with respect, I know the way you be moving
You think you got me fooled, but I know your love choosy (Choosy)
No, actually, I see the way they laughing on me
But when I make it big, like PE, then I'll see them running
They doin' the least, then they asking for the most
Acting friendly to me, but before you was acting ghost, ayy
I be with my dogs, makin' noise like it's Bose, ayy
I be with my dogs, makin' noise like it's Bose, ayy (Yuh)
[Chorus: Ciscaux]
Runnin' through this bitch, harsh
We gon' big bark (Bitch)
Big gang, big flames, and some big sparks
Big thing, big ring, we some big stars
You don't even know my name, girl, don't even start
Gold tooth, dope too, whatever you want to
Pictures of paradise stuck inside your old view
Ain't nobody made you switch up, you just chose to
Boy, I swear to god, you better do what you supposed to
[Outro: Ciscaux]
Yeah, yeah
Pictures was written by Ciscaux.
Pictures was produced by NateGoyard.