KYLE - Pickle

Lyrics by：Kyle Harvey

Well hey there Pickle doo

You're my little dude

There's a lot me that I see in you

You like to take my things and throw them everywhere

When mother isn't here

Your always in my hair

You're always breaking stuff that make a lot of noise

And when you start to scream I get so annoyed

When you start screeching it can be a little scary

Sound sorta like a cat that's singing Mariah Carey

Well who that Who that

They already knew that

That's the homie pickle

I'm the one he throwing food at

Yup you're really good at throwing fits

And when it comes to potatoes it seems like you never miss

I get a plate to the face and some milk up in my eyeball

I swear you know how to use your bottle like a rifle

I know I'm not your dad

And I have no problem with trap

But I'm a little concerned that Chief Keef is your idol

Every time someone plays

That's that's**t I don't like

You be like Bang Bang

And I'm like alright

Um It's really not the music for kids

But um here Pickle let's listen to Jaden Smith

Well hey there Pickle doo you're my little dude

There's a lot me that I see in you

You like to take my things and throw them everywhere

When mother isn't here your always in my hair

You're always breaking stuff that make a lot of noise

And when you start to scream I get so annoyed

Yup you can make me mad for a while

But when I see your face it's impossible not to smile

Well hey yo mom

I know you got your show on

But you got a kid that kicks more than the Zohan

Little guy is crazy

I try not to get him angry

Cause he foams at the mouth like he's diagnosed with rabies

When dealing with Pickle

It's all about survival

He isn't even a year and a half and he curses more than I do

He's all about this West West s**t like Fievel

He keeps it show G and he doesn't even try to

I remember when he took his first little steps

A week later he was running after cigarettes

I told him look chill

Like what the hell is the deal

Even though you're evil

Little buddy I love you still

Yeah

Well hey there Pickle doo

You're my little dude

There's a lot me that I see in you

You like to take my things and throw them everywhere

When mother isn't here

Your always in my hair

Your always breaking stuff that make a lot of noise

And when you start to scream I get so annoyed

Yup you can make me mad for a while

But when I see your face it's impossible not to smile

Yeah