Nacho Picasso Lyrics
"Fight Bill"

[Intro x3]
You hear me, you feel me
You hear me, you feel me
Niggas talkin' shit but I don't think that they know me

[Verse 1: Nacho Picasso]
No obstacles, Nacho, I hurdle hills
I go bad on a bitch like curdled milk
Gargle pills, got the blues like Gargamel
What's going on, I'm confused like Marvin feel
When the pain stops is probably when I start to heal
Banana clips and the chimps might start to peel
Had a chick on my back until I popped a wheel
I need a badass bitch so I can stomp my heel
Syrup in my Starbucks cup
I stay gettin fucked like good luck chuck
Hope you break a leg, good luck cunt!
The whole team hit, you a hockey puck
Blow off my dick take a cocky bump
We love to pop mollies and helen hunt
If drugs stunt your growth then I'm probably runt
Cause I'm a real goonie like sloth and chunk

[Hook X2]
I'm on the flyer that's a fight bill
Cops comin' I don't care Ima fight still
Put the bitch to bed like a nyquil
I got a day grill and at night I want my night grill

[Verse 2]
No games lil niggas get it poppin'
No we never stoppin I challenge the gauntlet
Spoils of war now we all spoiled rotton
Niggas trynna block them like Chester McGlockton
Always paper chasin' man I never stop joggin'
These niggas Wendy Williams man they never stop talkin'
No heart on my sleeves I wear tank tops
I'm the reason that your favorite rappers Rain drop
My girl and her sister both suck the same cock
Lil niggas look to me for game Like im gamestop
I get my shit custom made let the lames shop
My city dangerous I feel Like its bang-khok
There's more to it than Microsoft and rain drops
Woolie zombies, werewolves And slain cops
I'm a bachelor from a bastard I blame pops
I'm not a clumsy nigga but I love to Name drop

[Hook x2]