Pick Up lyrics

[Intro]
Hey, glumboy
This how the money come in when you rockin' with KxngRada

[Chorus: midwxst]
You can try to hit my phone but I will not pick up
People keep on switchin' on me, know I do not have no luck
If you look me in my eyes, you can tell I don't give no f*cks
If you really got a problem, call my gang, that chop' gon' buss (Pop, pop, pop, pop)

[Verse 1: midwxst]
He wanted smoke, so we told him to slide
You messing with me, you not leaving alive
Cutting you off, boy, I'm cutting them ties
I'm putting no effort, know I don't need to try
Yeah, I do what I do, stay up, you know I'm gon' stay with my crew
Know I'm not f*ckin' with you (Yeah)
Balenci', it's all in the shoe (Yeah)
Not cappin', I'm tellin' the truth, wow
Friends, know they kinda few now
Making a hit in the stu' (Yeah)
I'm with DAMI in the coupe (Yeah)
Hitting the gas, only go fast
You want a feature, boy bring me that cash
Watching the money pile up in them stacks
Motherf*ckers mad because I'm speaking the facts
Bad b*tches tryna hit up my texts
Hoodie on me when I wear my new vest
He said "midwxst, boy, you the best"
Already know b*tch, don't need to confess, nah
She said I'm gon' be next, told her "I already know"
Made a promise to my brothers, told 'em that we all gon' glow
Mama said she proud of me, that's all I need to f*ckin' know
I know people watching me, they wan' be me, then take some notes (Yeah)
Circle, that sh*t gon' only keep getting f*ckin' smaller
And that money only stackin' up, it's only getting taller
I don't want your number, I don't want no texts or no new callers
It run in my family, I guess all of my family's ballers, yeah
[Verse 2: KA$HDAMI]
I'm with midwxst, but I'm a east coast n*gga, I'm smokin' exot' (Ayy)
You n*ggas really ain't got no lil' team, I think that sh*t is bizarre
Everybody wanna act like they proud, but they ain't really think I'd make it this far
Glock make him spin around like a go-kart
I been getting by myself, n*gga, so far
Me and midwxst gonna run up them checks
I don't care what you rep, get hit with the stick
I don't care if we f*cked, girl, you not my b*tch
You keyboard warriors keep talkin' that sh*t
Don't try your luck, get left in a ditch
Baby, we can f*ck, but I can't commit
Glock-19, introduce him to the pavement
Said he a demon, we send him to Satan

[Chorus: midwxst]
You can try to hit my phone but I will not pick up
People keep on switchin' on me, know I do not have no luck
If you look me in my eyes, you can tell I don't give no f*cks
If you really got a problem, call my gang, that chop' gon' buss (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
You can try to hit my phone but I will not pick up
People keep on switchin' on me, know I do not have no luck
If you look me in my eyes, you can tell I don't give no f*cks
If you really got a problem, call my gang, that chop' gon' buss

[Outro]
Hey, glumboy
This how the money come in when you rockin' with KxngRada