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Letra : Pick Up

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

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**ks
If you really got a problem, call my gang, that chop' gon' buss (Pop, pop, pop, pop)

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**kin' 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**kers mad because I'm speaking the facts
Bad b*t*hes tryna hit up my texts
Hoodie on me when I wear my new vest
He said "midwxst, boy, you the best"
Already know b*t*h, 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**kin' know
I know people watching me, they wan' be me, then take some notes (Yeah)
Circle, that sh*t gon' only keep getting f**kin' 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
I'm with midwxst, but I'm a east coast n***a, I'm smokin' exot' (Ayy)
You n***as 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***a, 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**ked, girl, you not my b*t*h
You keyboard warriors keep talkin' that sh*t
Don't try your luck, get left in a ditch
Baby, we can f**k, but I can't commit
Glock-19, introduce him to the pavement
Said he a demon, we send him to Satan

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**ks
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**ks
If you really got a problem, call my gang, that chop' gon' buss

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