Pick It Up Lyrics

Hop out the Cullinan truck

We drive till the wheels fall off and shit

Just opened my closet

I'm lookin' around like

Damn, look at all this shit

My brother, he stepping Givenchy

You know me, I'm rockin' the Marni

Pop me a perc, swerve to the function

Inviting the hoes to the party

These niggas wanna ride my wave

Cause everything I do is gnarly

Got my eye on this bitch

And I think her name Carly

Put that bitch up in a Rari

Went up on these niggas

They wanna say sorry

Hit my manager, Last name Bakari

Bitch I don't give a fuck, Lay back

Pourin' some Wock in motherfuckin' Starry

Huh, racks, pick it up

You ain't pickin' up what I'm puttin' down

Y'all niggas lame, broke as fuck

Huh, nigga you broke, pick it up

Ridin' around in Malibu

Forgiato rims on the Bentley truck

Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up

Pick it up, pick it up… pick it up

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, Huh, huh

Say you can't get to the racks

But your ass not trying

Kickin' it with the bros on the east side

We fine dining

Eatin' good steaks, wagyu

Steppin' designer every day

Nigga, this a swagyu

You steppin' in True Religion every day

Nigga, swag who

Niggas fanned out, dick riding

You is not NLM, who is you

Hop out the Cullinan truck

We drive till the wheels fall off and shit

Just opened my closet

I'm lookin' around like

Damn, look at all this shit

My brother, he stepping Givenchy

You know me, I'm rockin' the Marni

Pop me a perc, swerve to the function

Inviting the hoes to the party