Take a Pic

[Intro: Dream Caster]
(Nuke)
(Nuke Radio)
Oh ohh oh (HOLY FUCKING SHIT)

[Chorus: Dream Caster]
At the crib, yeah, Perc with a cig, uh
And this could take my mind off of things for a bit
Yeah and if it's that way, then it is what it is
The kids will be kids
I used to shop at Lids now it's Moncler with a click
Uh, post up take a flick
Yeah I was at the show when you sent me naked pics
Yeah you always take my mind off of things for a bit
Yeah I'm posted with the clique
We look fresh we takin' pics

(NUKE RADIO)

[Verse 1: Christ Dillinger]
Girl I wanna see you do what you do
Louis V [?] my shoe
Cut that bitch off now my other bitch mad at me
Fresh as fuck like I'm on a magazine
They takin' pictures when we walkin' in
Remember back in the day had to cop a band
Thеy talkin' bout ballin' but they never been
Always been a startеr never second string (Nuke)
I get up in the pussy like Pootie Tang
Money keep comin' back like a boomerang
I'm married to the trap, bitch I can't be your man
Shoot a nigga just like George Zimmerman
We'll never tell nobody what we did
Walkin' in the function with that Jason Kidd
Niggas hatin' on me they be hatin' still
Booted off the molly I can't stand still

[Chorus: Dream Caster]
At the crib, yeah, Perc with a cig, uh
And this could take my mind off of things for a bit
Yeah and if it's that way, then it is what it is
The kids will be kids
I used to shop at Lids now it's Moncler with a click
Uh, post up take a flick
Yeah I was at the show when you sent me naked pics
Yeah you always take my mind off of things for a bit
Yeah I'm posted with the clique
We look fresh we takin' pics

(Wait, nuking's actually kinda hot)

[Verse 2: Acid Souljah]
I got more swag than 100 million naked bitches
When I'm posted up with the team they takin' pictures
They wanna document this shit, 'cause we makin' history
Every day I cash out and it don't mean shit to me
I'm posted up with Christ and with Woody and we spazzin' out
I smoke blunt back to back 'till my lungs start tappin' out
This backwood hittin' like The Undertaker
Every shot that I take, bitch I hit it better than the Harlem Globetrotters and the Lakers
Every single day I'm out here gettin' to the paper
Bitch shoutout Woody shoutout Ricky shoutout Laker
If you ain't gettin' money I don't wanna talk to you now
I don't even wanna talk to you later
My circle closed off for the people that be gettin' paper

(THIS SONG IS A WAR CRIME)
(WARNING, NUKE MUSIC MAY DAMAGE YOUR EARDRUMS)
(AND HURT YOUR SOUL)