Davido – Big Picture Lyrics (feat. Gunna, Dremo)

Davido – Big Picture Lyrics (feat. Gunna, Dremo & A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

Big Picture

Davido (feat. Gunna, Dremo & A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

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"Big Picture." - Davido (feat. Gunna, Dremo & A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

Tuesday, 25 November 2025, 11:21 pm

Album: A Good Time

Track No: 12

Brrr! Ah!

[Davido:]
I've been lobbin' on your line, girl pick up (Brrr!)
It look I ain't keepin' wastin' a minute (Yo!)
I'ma buss into your place, wit ya (Skrrrt!)
Swear that I don't need your frame in my picture
Picture, picture, see the big picture
Swear that I don't need your frame in my picture
Picture, picture, see the big picture
And is me and you framed in my picture

Picture (Bi-bi-big big picture)
Ooh mama big, big picture
(Is it real B?)
Don't you say to me

I'll take the blame if you give it (Give)
If that's the thing that you need (Need)
Treat it just like a magician
I got the tricks up my sleeve
Better I play my position (Shekpe)
If you wanna play off of me
Just say what you want and I'll give it
I said I got what you need (Ehh-ehh-ehh)
So why wait, why, why, wait
For all lobsters, take my entrée
If it gonna be today, why wai-ai-ai-ait
So why wait, why, why, wait
For all lobsters, take my entrée
If it gonna be today

I've been lobbin' on your line, girl pick up (Brrr!)
It look I ain't keepin' wastin' a minute (Yo!)
I'ma buss into your place, wit ya (Skrrrt!)
Swear that I don't need your frame in my picture
Picture, picture, see the big picture
Swear that I don't need your frame in my picture
Picture, picture, see the big picture
And is me and you framed in my picture (Shekpe)

[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie:]
Yeah
You don't wanna get me in my bag, yeah
I got trust issues
If you want my shoes, then you know why I can't trust you
And I know you're still upset
Cuz I'm the only one that can make you wet
You love me on my line, yeah-yeah, that's facts
I could picture us

[Gunna:]
Cuz I'm gonna get you channel and pearls
You need it lemme bless your world
Before she let me pull her curls
She sweeter than a chocolate swirl
You picture perfect girl
You picture perfect girl
I could look and see you're worth it, ya
Pussy clean, but she a dirty girl
I wake up and bake
I throw it while she shake
She twerking in the lobby, can't stand, can't blink
I get high, won't care what you think
I'm gonna get wired as money in the bank
Pull it to the side gotta pinned up
When I call you on the line, baby pick up
I get high, lot of drugs in my system
Shades coverin' up my eyes in the picture

[Davido:]
Picture, picture, see the big picture
Swear that I don't need your frame in my picture
Picture, picture, see the big picture
And is me and you framed in my picture

[Dremo:]
No go, no go, no go do me
Call me my dumebi
I'm high of the Henny and the Me
Doin' a hunnid in my Mercedes (Skrrr, skrrr)
I'm five minutes away from you baby
Wey ah pick up, baby pick-pick up
This one no be .jpeg, it's a big picture
Shawty too peng girl I'm fucking with yall
You gotta kick, I gotta cash make we link up (Link up)
Girl, I remember how your pineapple taste
Wanna give you banana you're monkey today
Girl, I want you to spell coconut with your waist
I hope you don't mind if I hmm on your face
Just sauce, no ketchup (Yeah, yeah)
It's just sauce, no pressure
I want us to take shots of that liquor
It will be me and you framed in the picture

[Davido:]
I've been lobbin' on your line, girl pick up (Brrr!)
It look I ain't keepin' wastin' a minute (Yo!)
I'ma buss into your place, wit ya (Skrrrt!)
Swear that I don't need your frame in my picture
Picture, picture, see the big picture
Swear that I don't need your frame in my picture
Picture, picture, see the big picture
And is me and you framed in my picture (Shekpe)

[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie:]
Richard Mille on, time fly
She see me through her peripheral, from her side eye
Ain't no huggin' and kissin', I'm just the side guy
She wanted too much power, ending like LaLa
Yeah, just slide, slide by
I'm with four of my niggas if she wanted five guys
Niggas don't even fuck with me hittin' my line
I'm the king of the jungle, won't need to lie, lie
Na-na, she call me, papa
Got me talkin' different, te veo mañana
See you not my girl, you my Lady no Gaga
My baby, my Lady no Gaga

Yeah
You don't wanna get me in my bag, yeah
I got trust issues
If you want my shoes, then you know why I can't trust you
And I know you're still upset
Cuz I'm the only one that can make you wet
You love me on my line, yeah-yeah, that's facts
I could picture us

Writer(s): David Adedeji Adeleke.

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