Pick N Roll lyrics

[Intro]
(Exavis, where you at?)
(The 7K way)
(Exavis)

[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]
You p*ss me off, I'll pull up, steppin', tryna tag a toe
I don't care what the blogs say, I don't do back and forth
I like to get up with them n*ggas who be actin' throwed
'Cause once I drop it, he gon' stop 'em like a pick and roll
Poke out your chest, just do your best, and all these n*ggas know
You hit at me, you better not miss, I'ma come and grab your soul
All that cappin' in your captions, that sh*t gettin' old
But I'm not Dora the Explorer, I don't play with trolls

[Verse 2: TEC]
Chopper with a cooling system, leave a n*gga froze
Dressed in all-black like Venom, sticked-up with them poles
Hе was tryna spin out the window, got his brains blowed
Catchin' bodies and buyin' propеrty like Saints Row

[Verse 3: Fredo Bang]
Widebody ridin' through Scotland, ain't nobody know
Big shotty like hot toddy, that b*tch'll burn your throat
Carteller, I used to bam it right behind the mall
Free Yoshi behind the wall, I'm tryna catch his call
[Verse 4: TEC]
Hit stick just like analogues, I'm booted up on Adderall
Turn this b*tch to a disaster if I have to let this ladder off
Getting rich off my masters, I don't gotta sell my catalogue
Get that b*tch in front the pastor, talk to God if you wanna call it off

[Verse 5: Fredo Bang]
Line 'em up like dominoes, I'm pressin' 'til they all fall
You be with that n*gga I don't like, then it's f*ck all y'all
My opps is like collectibles, I'm buyin' 'til they sold out
Act like you a pit, I turn to Vick and get you dog-walked
Cuffin' on this b*tch, she eat that di*k until I doze off
You can send a diss, you make my list just like the roll call
She pretty with some ass, I pass her meat just like a drive-through
For Tina, I wanna f*ck and I don't care 'bout who you signed to

[Verse 6: TEC]
Tell that ho that I want toppy too, pus*y fat and pink like Majin Buu
I crack that ho, young Blasian in Miami, made a right loop
All in Baton, bumpin' TrueBleeda, turn up the volume when I ride through
Send a message like Yahoo, wet they block like a bayou (Hussein)
This some sh*t that they ain't never seen, eight-legged gorilla
All of y'all done heard of me like BG, Corey Miller

[Interlude: TEC]
Hold up, hold up, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 7: TEC]
This some sh*t that they ain't never seen, eight-legged gorilla
I know all of y'all done heard of me like BG, Corey Miller
Nothin' but them switches, I ain't got sh*t for a n*gga
Now I'm sh*ttin' on 'em, 'member I was p*ss-poor, n*gga