Pick It Up lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Intro]
(Earl on the Beat)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Yachty]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hol' up, yeah
We pop out them muhf*ckin' gats, hol' up (Yeah)
Slatt (Yeah)
Yeah (Pop out them muhf*ckin' gats)
Uh (Boat, Boat)
We pop out them muhf*ckin' blicks, hol' up
(Pop out them muhf*ckin' blicks)
I get these b*tches, hol' up (I got these b*tches, yeah)
I don't need these b*tches, hol' up (Worry 'bout a b*tch, yeah)
Pop out with that bag, hol' up (b*tch, b*tch, yeah, yeah b*tch)
Pop out on they ass, hol' up (Yeah, b*tch, b*tch, yeah)
We did a drive-by real fast, hol' up (b*tch, yeah, b*tch)
I did a drive-by real fast, yeah (b*tch, yeah, blatt)
I just pulled out with my flag (Hol' up, b*tch, slatt, yeah)
I got big racks, that's facts, hol' up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We got big cash, that's facts, hol' up (Facts, facts)
Shawty, come get all this cash (b*tch, yeah, racks)
Shawty, come pick up these racks, hol' up (Pick it up, pick it up)
Yeah, ayy, get 'em, pick up these racks, hol' up
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up)
Yeah (Boat, pick it up)
[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Boat, yeah (Beep)
I'm sorry
Two-twenty put on the 'Rari (Go)
My b*tch got face like Kimora
My b*tch got ass like Ari (Go)
She got my sh*t up like a joystick on Atari (Ya dig)
Crib in the middle the woods
Come and escape the safari
They wanna be like us, sigh
I know why
Cartiers with VVS that cover eyes (Ice)
They can't make Billboard lists, what's with them guys? (Ha, beep)
Oh, man, mm (Go)
f*ck a sack up on my left hand, mm (Go)
Earl, that's been my brother since the sand, mm (Ya dig)
Spend like ninety thousand in Japan, mm
Lil' boy know that I'm that man

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Yachty]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hol' up (Yeah)
We pop out them muhf*ckin' gats, hol' up (Yeah)
Slatt (Yeah), yeah (Pop out them muhf*ckin' gats), uh (Boat, Boat)
We pop out them muhf*ckin' blicks, hol' up
(Pop out them muhf*ckin' blicks)
I get these b*tches, hol' up (I got these b*tches, yeah)
I don't need these b*tches, hol' up (Worry 'bout a b*tch, yeah)
Pop out with that bag, hol' up (b*tch, b*tch, yeah, yeah b*tch)
Pop out on they ass, hol' up (Yeah, b*tch, b*tch, yeah)
We did a drive-by real fast, hol' up (b*tch, yeah, b*tch)
I did a drive-by real fast, yeah (b*tch, yeah, blatt)
I just pulled out with my flag (Hol' up, b*tch, slatt, yeah, Lil Boat)
I got big racks, that's facts, hol' up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We got big cash, that's facts, hol' up (Facts, facts)
Shawty, come get all this cash (b*tch, yeah, racks)
Shawty, come pick up these racks, hol' up (Pick it up, pick it up, yeah)
Ayy, get 'em, pick up these racks, hol' up
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up)
Yeah (Pick it up)
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Slatt (f*ck), do what I does then
Lil Reese be gettin' on my nerves, that's my cousin
Glick, eighty percent, that's heat, no oven (Frr, frr)
They tried to rat me out, I'm stayin' Jennifer Hudson (Mm)
I am not alarmed by you muggin'
Woah, woah, slatt, slime, guess he big Blood then
You ain't get no money, that's why you thuggin', yeah
Oh, you tough? Stay your b*tch-ass in the mud then (Mm)
I show love so I get love everywhere I go (I go)
Had to space sh*t out, had to call ISO (ISO)
Say you gon' somethin' when you see me, that's fine though
Just don't forget my family like the Sopranos
Boy, mm, b-boy

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Yachty]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hol' up
We pop out them muhf*ckin' gats, hol' up (Yeah)
Slatt (Yeah), yeah (Pop out them muhf*ckin' gats), uh (Boat, Boat)
We pop out them muhf*ckin' blicks, hol' up
(Pop out them muhf*ckin' blicks)
I get these b*tches, hol' up (I got these b*tches, yeah)
I don't need these b*tches, hol' up (Worry 'bout a b*tch, yeah)
Pop out with that bag, hol' up (b*tch, b*tch, yeah, yeah b*tch)
Pop out on they ass, hol' up (Yeah, b*tch, b*tch, yeah)
We did a drive-by real fast, hol' up (b*tch, yeah, b*tch)
I did a drive-by real fast, yeah (b*tch, yeah, blatt)
I just pulled out with my flag (Hol' up, b*tch, slatt, yeah, Lil Boat)
I got big racks, that's facts, hol' up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We got big cash, that's facts, hol' up (Facts, facts)
Shawty, come get all this cash (b*tch, yeah, racks)
Shawty, come pick up these racks, hol' up
Pick it up, pick it up, yeah
Ayy, get 'em, pick up these racks, hol' up
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, yeah, pick it up
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