Picky
Lyrics
She's so picky, Icky Vicky, tricky, it's too risky
Gotta stop looking for a princess, nah, this isn't Disney
I don't want a Cinderella, they always so extra
I want someone when it rains to hold the damn umbrella
Look at wrist, froze
Stuck in a fishbowl
I don't want lay low
I don't want tip-toe
I wanna be on top with the Anderson .Paak's
With the Snoops, big dogs
Kung Fu Lamar's
Big names, Big Sean's
I won't be no pawn, run the game like Faulk, uh huh
Then Imma lay low, kickin' it with the day one's
Giving a fuck to no one
Flipping you off just for fun, yeah
Looking at my to-do list, checking it off, it's done now
If it's on there for more than a day, X it out, it's old now
I just made a song, by the time it's saved it's sold, now
If I go on tour, won't start until it's sold out
If I ask you "are you vibing" answer "no doubt"
Ok ready are you vibing? Haha, no doubt
She's so picky, Icky Vicky, tricky, it's too risky
Gotta stop looking for a princess, nah, this isn't Disney
I don't want a Cinderella, they always so extra
I want someone when it rains to hold the damn umbrella
My life really boring so this feeling sucks like hickey
Only way to move is falling so I make like Slinky
Then sometimes I move to fast I feel like Bobby, Ricky
I just roll with it like ya, ya, ya, ya
Watch me kick flip though the whole script
All my haters stoners, watch them all trip
Making waves so hop aboard or you gon' miss the ship
All I wanna see is stacks, like the Pringle chips
All I wanna see is ass, it's a Jack type thing
Sweet Sweet Action, ain't no plain Jane
Got the Rollie on my wrist, nah I'm just kidding
Staying in My Own Lane, shoutout Kid Ink
I'm so sick and tired of chasing the bad things
The ones that pull on your heart strings
Just trust me, ya, ya, ya, ya
I'm so sick and tired of boring ass habits
I wanna break off the planet
Just trust me, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
She's so picky, Icky Vicky, tricky, it's too risky
Gotta stop looking for a princess, nah, this isn't Disney
I don't want a Cinderella, they always so extra
I want someone when it rains to hold the damn umbrella
My life really boring so this feeling sucks like hickey
Only way to move is falling so I make like Slinky
Then sometimes I move to fast I feel like Bobby, Ricky
I just roll with it like ya, ya, ya, ya
Writer(s): Jack Bunting
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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