Pick Up Ya Feet Lyrics

Knew I was big they put me on a poster

Get to a sack a nigga Joey Bosa

Bad bitch pretty Henny in her holster

I paid a pretty penny for this cobra

She so pure fuck it call her Coca

That bitch ass fatter than a sofa

You hear four clicks and then it's over

I get niggas sicker than Eghosa

Remember the days when we was penny-pinching

Money so old it probably got a pension

Beat him up! Beat him up!

Wash and we rinse him

Tomato, tomato, potato, extensions

He on the stand 'bout his man on some bitch shit

He moving foul on the court so we benched him

Feds roll pass and they think it's a party

How we turn we turn up just to lower the tension?

Hit send, hit send, that's not mention

Solo the cup and so is the mission

Rubbing my chest like I'm sick with the Vick's and

She in the mood so we listen to Vixen

Hit send, I got a couple of big sins

Hit send, I just need a little distance

Told her I love her I forgot to hit send

Barry Bonds a nigga stay getting hits in

Most of these bitches geeking for attention

Sit in a circle shit a intervention

Care less what they say but why you listen?

I know streets talk not more than Big Ben

Frankly, you mother fuckers should thank me

Stay out the way how the fuck could you hate me?

He tried to reach what the fuck was he thinking?

Took so many losses thought we was tanking

Could've been Ivy Leaguig up at Princeton

Fuck up the work, give her a detention

Got no class, give her a suspension

It's not the engine probably the suspension

Bitch I'm a pisces so I'm going head first

Bass drum kicking nigga make ya head hurt

I'd say my shit a never jam

But I've seen eagles tweaking in the desert

You too grown be acting that childish

Weakest niggas be the ones that's the loudest

Watch your surroundings, nigga who you surround with

Everybody hands up you're surrounded

If you on that block boy don't make a sound

They wait to shoot a nigga just stay grounded

Niggas chatting, who the fuck would allow this?

Looking for a problem nigga ya found it

All my birds of prey equipped with talons

Body a genie wishes like a fountain

She had us up three and a mountain

Bitch blow more leads than the Falcons

Word to my brother mother's an accountant

I'mma give her something for the counting

Only had a little bit left so I downed it

Woke up the next morning to a down bitch

She blame the mood swings 'cause of the mood ring

All yellow diamonds look pissed off to me

Life been a bitch I ain't tripping I had to go

Blues clues windows and Clifford the seats

Glove in the glove spray and pray up above

That you don't get sat down by what's under this seat

Just know the next time I'm dropping two-k

I got the clippers and bro got the heat

Knew I was big they put me on a poster

Jump up locs swinging feel like Sosa

He got Twitter fingers and we like it

We outside nigga why is you typing?

Have my niggas throw a party next door

Tripping over Redd got me all excited

Tell the truth? Nigga can't keep a pulse

Love you tearing us apart I

Keeping my lil secrets fuck a heart eye

Dragon need me Kiwi had her hogtied

Screaming fuck the world the day my dog died

Smoking trees the reason that I'm frog-eyed

I know ya insecure but bae you're beautiful

Ma say don't be lurking where the shooters do

Never thought my dawg would ever cross me

Look in the sky like Jesus fuck would you a do?