Bloody Murder - Nacho Picasso

How we’re out the county?

Kush up in a brownie

Bastard from a basket, mama wish she never found me

Wish she would have drowned me, I grew up hella rowdy

Piper then she hound me, now she hella pouty

Bitch I’m 'bout it 'bout it, should have never crowned me

Nacho P BSBD, this must be like round three

Since I am the shit, I’mma write this one on Bounty

My head hella cloudy, Robert fuckin' Downey

Jr., Seau, but you can come around me

Like my belly button, I’mma cop an Audi

I’ll be kicking out teeth, I be sticking out B

2 Chainz smoking, drinking like an alky

I’m a perfect stranger, my dealer look like Balki

Plus your chick just gave me your house key

Pistol in my slim fit, don’t be a fucking dimwit

Hit you with the 40 cal., you’ll wonder where your limbs went

Put your baggage down, why you so intense?

Call her Barb Wire, cause she been on the fence

Bad guy, hooligan, I am not a gent

Smoke a whole quarter — well, waste not a cent

Fucking loose ends, rob you for your food stamps

Spitting rude raps, Nacho is the new champ

I’m a gangster, gone baby gone

Bald head, rubbing palms

Getting my baby on

Feds copping bones, getting the safety on

Short dicked pricks, mad that their lady gone

I preach free love, so who they hating on?

Period came late, well who it waiting on?

Hella sugar, Kool-Aid mixed with Avión

I be mashing on these hoes, pour the gravy on

I think I’m gorgeous — matter fact, I’m radiant

I’m public enemy, so who you think you flavin' on?