Pick Up

I came through and I killed it these niggas didn't know

You need to learn from your bitches to hit up my show

Early morning, I'm chiefing and 'bout to pass out

Getting texts from some people I don't care about

Making changes I'm clearing up from my last route

Looking at me she tell me she 'bout to crash out

Hold up, die down

Hold up, stop playing

I know my limits, you know

I know I'm different, you know

Pick up the phone and I go somewhere that you wouldn't know

Leave me alone you see me I'm in my zone

And I don't mean to sound cliché, baby let's go and roam

Put it together, know I do it better this my weather

Know this I'm 'bout my cheddar no time for niggas to catch up

Pistol up by my side, no reason for me to let up

Really gon' have it hard thinking I'm easy to setup

I stuff woods and deuces to all my soldiers

We gon' get hotter in weather, the world colder

I 'bout my city, just hoping they see me over

I'm pushing down on these horses that's in my motor

I kept it smoking forever I keep it going

These niggas talking they notice I'm off that old shit

They notice I'm off that old shit

Lil' bitch I keep it going

Fuck the talk, fuck the talk, look at ya'll

On the road, blowing grands at the mall

Get her right, grip her tight yeah she right

Yeah she might fuck you over any night

Fuck the talk, fuck the talk, look at ya'll

On the road, blowing grands at the mall

Get her right, grip her tight yeah she right

Yeah she might fuck you over any night

Never needed nobody but ya'll can fall through

We can argue and shit, bitch I'ma call you

Pick up, you're telling me, "this rough"

Big puffs, adrenaline gets stuck

Big bucks, I'm tryna' get big bucks

You try your luck and try to get tough

We get em' up its nothing you amateurs

Come through she tripping and handle her

Fuck the talk, fuck the talk, look at ya'll

On the road, blowing grands at the mall

Get her right, grip her tight yeah she right

Yeah she might fuck you over any night

Fuck the talk, fuck the talk, look at ya'll

On the road, blowing grands at the mall

Get her right, grip her tight yeah she right

Yeah she might fuck you over any night

My soul shining I glisten up as the night sing

She her blinding, she open up as in my queen

It's crunch time fuck it all the time, ay

You fuck boys need an empire

Grape vine through the grape vine

Heard that go to date if you take mines

That's a message I'm clearing out through the bass line

You niggas you better wait bruh