Pick & Roll lyrics

[Intro: BabyTron]
(Reuel, stop playing with these n*ggas)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, huh

[Verse 1: BabyTron]
Up a forty ball, f*ck around and take a selfie with it
Should've moved if you ain't want to swallow, know she felt me twitching
Ninety jacks flying overnight, yeah, this a heavy shipment
b*tch ain't hear me tell her take her shoes off 'cause the blender spinning
Phone banging, she with three friends, I'm 'bout to four-way it
Riding in them foreigns with them ratchets, had lil' bro clank 'em
No angel, I'm a di*khead, won't tell no ho "thank you"
Can't f*ck with no one on my team, I'll have my coach play you

[Verse 2: TrDee]
How ironic, hit hеr in a whip, I did a hit and run
Told her bring her friends, I got my n*ggas, wе can have some fun
VVSs shining in the dark, I do not need the sun
If the money call before I see you then you getting spun
If you wanna try me, I can bet you it won't end like that
If I see some season, I can bet you I'ma send it back
When they watching porn, the only time these n*ggas see a rack
When I'm with yo b*tch, the only time I'm really with a rat

[Verse 3: StanWill]
Slipping out of Neiman's, I done walked out with some splash, huh
If you see me out, just know you see me with the MAG, huh
Heard they looking for me, b*tch, I'm somewhere in my bag, huh
I'll never stop the fraud, I made twenty off my last run
Yeah, waving blick around, blew sticky now
I find it silly how I was human but I'm billy now
Tearing giffies down, was broke but can up fifty now
Really in my bag, could never let you b*tches get me out
[Chorus: BabyTron, TrDee & StanWill]
Could run the pick and roll but I'd rather give and go
Could tell the truth but never make no promise to no ho
Could get a job but I be making dollars off of Pros
Could run a mile but, b*tch, I'd rather run it up in-store
Yeah, huh, we ain't playing fair
Punched a BNB to hit yo baby, we ain't staying there
Huh, yeah, za up in the air
b*tch nosy, I can't even really count up in here

[Verse 4: BabyTron]
I been thinking, Turtle Pie puff, b*tch, I'm reminiscing
I been thinking I got heart, jumped in the deep, start swimming
I been thinking, "Where the stores at?", I know these cards is hitting
I been thinking 'bout leaving the whip right here like f*ck a parking ticket
Stop thinking, baby, it's a lot of za in my body
Glock by me, Stan got one too, you better not try me
And it's a strap in my Dior bag, I'm not rock climbing
b*tch used to laugh, I'm up now, she can't ha-ha me

[Verse 5: TrDee]
I be thinking, "How it feel to know yo mans a b*tch?"
I be thinking, "How the f*ck I'm finna get us rich?"
Yeah, I be thinking, overthinking, thinking 'bout the past
Wonder what she thinking when she notice that I'm coming fast
Think I want a tech? Nah, nothing like the rest
Think her head the best? Nah, nothing like my ex, yeah
b*tch, we been up next, nah, I ain't seen yo text, nah
I don't want a Challey, yeah, think I want a 'Vette
[Verse 6: StanWill & BabyTron]
Since we thinking, I'ma think about the fraudulence
Turn a NBA to NHL, how we ball with sticks
A hunnid shots in this lil' f*cker, I can't call it quits (b*tch nosy, I can't even really count up in here)
Sack if I call a blitz
Phone punching, pole clutching, road upping, road running
I should buy my opps some Off-White, they ain't know nothing
Think he need to come and get his b*tch, got her toe touching
If that lil' head on her good, need some more of it

[Chorus: BabyTron, TrDee & StanWill]
Could run the pick and roll but I'd rather give and go
Could tell the truth but never make no promise to no ho
Could get a job but I be making dollars off of Pros
Could run a mile but, b*tch, I'd rather run it up in-store
Yeah, huh, we ain't playing fair
Punched a BNB to hit yo baby, we ain't staying there
Yeah, za up in the air
b*tch nosy, I can't even really count up in here