PICK IT UP Lyrics

If she fucking with my dogs let foe see the shit

Pushing out the beam no SRT don't need no key to whip

Oppas doing gymnastics when we blast em make him do a flip

And yah girl we trash her we not gassin we could leak it bitch

And we got this ice on we see you we not slippin hoe

And I got a scope don't got no beam but we not missing though

And he saying we pussy why he run and why he missing though?

Run up in his shit and run his pockets we not blitzing though

You trippin hoe

Tellem spin for nothing put bread to hit yah muffin

Boy you buggin

Why he scared in public them shells hot like ovens

Got it jumping

Hollows go through whips they pull up get the bussin

Why he ducking

Or take out the clip get 40s and we snuff him

Just for nothing

I ain't sign a deal but niggas think I did so we gone leave it

Choppa get the squeezing

Shells gone make him bleed em

Don't believe em

Shots gon make em dance like Mike so when we pulled up we played beat it

Neck and wrist my shit on freezy niggas swear that I'm anemic

Who you walkin up on?

Make it lit in here

Pull up to that next block they know so they was never there

Catch em in the street or at his crib lil boy I'm everywhere

Catch him at the steps and now his new bed is a cemetery

Boy don't run up cux dem FLLT You gon feel forreal

And we know that drop but we gon see you, we gon chill forreal

Beat a nigga ass like

RIP to Emmit Till

And we in that skrt skrt

The whip that's only meant for drills

He was chattin then got hit up in his mm mm

Roll em in a backy ask a question I'm like mm mm

Know he talk to feds and he still flexin we like mm mm

See him ona block like he was Drexler and we