[Verse 1]

Hollywood, Hollywood, oh how I fuckin' love you

I cannot seem to break through from this curse that I've been stuck to

I came in as a lil man but now my fuckin' nuts grew

Today's the day our ties are finally cut loose, fuck you

Uh-oh, it's my triflin' ass (Uh-oh)

Pullin' up like, "Hi guys, I'm back!" (Hi)

Goddamn, nigga, I'm so up that I can't get down

Gotta skydive from that (Yikes!)

Won't see the day I might relax

I ain't never been a nice guy, in fact

Y'all wishin' I would try nicer raps

Sorry, I ain't got the right mind for that (Uh-uh)

Look how cold he is, pimpin' just like H-O-V is

Y'all are beyond saving and my rhymes stay inappropriate

This is just how my show begins

If you hatin', come blow me then

Fuck you, here's some petroleum

Give me my clout, you owe me it (Yeah)

Whoa! Niggas better duck and run for cover like it's fuckin' Iraq

(Stand down, nigga!)

I'm pouring liquor for your ass, you ain't even die yet (Oh no!)

I've been headin' up the ladder long enough

It's time I hit the climax (Yikes!)

Your career's goin' bye-bye, it's ironic you don't got a bypass

Niggas know that I've been ill

Man, the whole time that I've been here

I done made a fortune like ten mil'

From the paper lines that my pen fills

And if I don't spend it, my kids will

I'm low-key but a big deal

Hoes see me and they freeze up, that's why they all on my dick still

[Pre-Chorus]

They tell me I'm too hostile, I am Picasso

Bitches like, "Remember me from high school?" Nah, ho

Came up in this shit killin' niggas with the hot flow

Y'all ain't got a fuckin' thing on Hop, whoa

[Chorus]

Boy, you better rock slow

Who am I? I'm Picasso

Take the high road

ASAP 'cause I ain't liable

For no nigga (Nope!)

My fuckin' head is in the cosmos

Got it locked though

Bitch, I'm Pablo Picasso (Mhm)

[Verse 2]

I've been told the new game plan's

To make bullshit for the new age fans

And you can't pop unless you take Xans

And flex on the 'Gram like you do make bands

What? Oh no, they like, "Fuck boom bap rap, you can't win"

"Save that shit for the Wu-Tang Clan"

That's when I bust in like the Kool-Aid Man (Yeah!)

Look, I ain't the nigga who pullin' up

Tryna get shine by how much the Rollie glow (Nah)

I'm here to rain on parades

My sinister ways to fuck up the rodeo (Woo!)

I do my shows and hoes

Be losin' control like I was the Holy Ghost (Stop!)

When I deliver the penis it lies in the mouth, she call it Pinocchio

Mmm, man, who want war with me?

Bitch, I torture beats, I've been born to beast

Still I abort MC's, oh so horribly

Dog, your corpse'll be right on the floor with these

Feet that I'll stomp you out with

This my house, bitch, and you can't afford the lease (Watch out!)

(Whoa) Fuck all that Hollywood shit

Over half of you not even lit that be ridin' my dick

I got no problem with this

I come through and your body is zipped, I could hardly resist

Nigga, my hobby is pissin' on anyone I can offend

I got no friends

Whoever thinkin' they hot, go and tell 'em nobody's convinced, hmm

[Pre-Chorus]

They tell me I'm too hostile, I am Picasso

Bitches like, "Remember me from high school?" Nah, ho

Came up in this shit killin' niggas with the hot flow

Y'all ain't got a fuckin' thing on Hop, whoa

[Chorus]

Boy, you better rock slow

Who am I? I'm Picasso

Take the high road

ASAP 'cause I ain't liable

For no nigga (Nope!)

My fuckin' head is in the cosmos

Got it locked though

Bitch, I'm Pablo Picasso

Rock slow

Who am I? I'm Picasso

Take the high road

ASAP 'cause I ain't liable

For no nigga (Nope!)

My fuckin' head is in the cosmos

Got it locked though

Bitch, I'm Pablo Picasso (Mhm)