Pick Up lyrics

[Chorus: OsamaSon]
New G200 (Skrrt)
Go-got brand new money (Bee, bee, bee, bee)
Balenciagas got muddy
Ba-bands just dropped, lo-lovely
I know foreign b*tch wanna f*ck me (f*ck)
I know fan hoes wanna hug me
I don't know why they still judge me (Uh-huh)
'Fore the fame they was calling me ugly (Yuh)
And I still got love for my brother (Slime)
I don't know if my slime trust me (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
But I'm still slidin' for my blood
I'm still-I'm still pourin' up mud, yuh (Mud)
Doub-double cup leaked, sh*t f*cked (f*cked)
Messed my mind up off them drugs (Damn)
Now all I think is the wrong stuff (Yuh)
This ho a bone picker (What? What?)
I-I can't leave home with her (No)
Slatt, come on, pick up
I'm tryna make sure you good (You good)

[Post-Chorus: OsamaSon]
I drop off packs in the hood (Hood)
I make sure everything good (Good)
Two-hundred flood (Bee, bee)
I make sure everything flood (Flood)
[Verse: ohsxnta]
I make sure everything flood (Bee, bee)
I'm on 'em percs, can't pick up (Bee)
My twin on oxycodone, got ashes all in my lungs
If you want smoke, then push up
Pu-putting in that work, no push-up
I-I'm sipping on drank for my hiccups
n*gga, put your hands up, it's a stick up (Huh)
Wanna run up? Try yo' luck (Yuh)
Ion' want no Percs', I'm stuck (Yuh)
n*gga, stop that sh*t (Go), you suck (Huh)
n*gga, stop that sh*t (Go), you bluff (Huh)
n*gga, stop that sh*t, I'm in that five star whip, they be like "What is this?"
This a Bentley, b*tch, n*gga, my partner died, I ain't friendly, b*tch (Yu-yuh, yuh)
n*gga, I'm by myself, I can't trust no b*tch (Yuh, yuh)
Flexing that lil' ass hoe, but I f*cked that b*tch
Suicide doors up on the whip, I'll get you gone real quick
n*gga said that that's his b*tch, but she just sucked my di*k

[Chorus: OsamaSon]
New G200 (Skrrt)
Go-got brand new money (Bee, bee, bee, bee)
Balenciagas got muddy
Ba-bands just dropped, lo-lovely
I know foreign b*tch wanna f*ck me (f*ck)
I know fan hoes wanna hug me
I don't know why they still judge me (Uh-huh)
'Fore the fame they was calling me ugly (Yuh)
And I still got love for my brother (Slime)
I don't know if my slime trust me (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
But I'm still slidin' for my blood
I'm still-I'm still pourin' up mud, yuh (Mud)
Doub-double cup leaked, sh*t f*cked (f*cked)
Messed my mind up off them drugs (Damn)
Now all I think is the wrong stuff (Yuh)
This ho a bone picker (What? What?)
I-I can't leave home with her (No)
Slatt, come on, pick up
I'm tryna make sure you good (You good)