Picky

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Sunshine Christo] Pulled up in a new car, and the shit goes fast Left some bums in the past, and they can't accept that They be reaching out, reaching out for a hand But I won't take it, so I let it fall like a can They be like, "Christo, how you nineteen with a bitch thirty-three?" I answer, "I can love a woman as long as she supplies money" I am not picky, just kidding, I hate fat hoes How are you such a ho' when you weigh more than a boat? Who the fuck is out here fucking fat hoes? Don't answer that, I don't want to know! I'm just having fun, you're having panic attacks When you commit suicide, I'll be smoking your pack With my little brother, and you know he keeps a strap Underestimate us, and we will shoot your ass Underestimate us, and we will rob you, man You say it's impossible, but trust me, we can [Verse 2: Vain] I can't lie, I'm a little drunk tonight Ten bottles down, I been partying all night I see a fat ho', I think she look skinny Girl come here, I'm trying to fuck Miss Piggy Got the Cocaine in the Ibuprofen bottle See a bad bitch, got my penis on full throttle Nightclub music, on a Fight Club movement I got voices in my head telling me, "Shoot him, shoot him, shoot him"