PICK IT UP (feat. A$AP Rocky)

Ayo, big bro, you fucking with that?

Hah, okay cool

That's my fucking brother right there, ya dig?

Dexter, ooh, wait

Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, groove

Baby girl, watch how you move (What?)

I got them vets on my shoes, ooh (I do)

I pop a pill, then I lose weight

Speed it up (Speed)

Look at the diamonds, they eat it up (Eat)

Grab me two bitches, I beat it up (You what?)

They thinking I'm wifing, deleting 'em (I didn't know that)

Oh, wait (Dexter)

Pints in, call up Rocket (Oh what?)

My brother plug like a socket (Oh)

Kick in this door, yeah, I got 'em (Got 'em, yeah)

Open the safe, you can't lock it (Oh, what?)

Sippin' that Wock, yeah, I go to the top

Bust on yo' bitch like a Glock (Oh)

She like to suck on my clock (Yeah)

I get the money don't stop (Dexter)

Hah, you know what I'm saying?

Like, I, I, I know you like this beat, too

But you a fuckin' goofy, though (Fuckin' lame ass ****)

Oh, wait (What?)

Word around, word around, word around town (Bitch)

I heard this boy was a clown

Swim in yo' bitch once I drown (I do)

Calling my plug for the pounds (Oh what?) (Wait)

Odd Future, yeah, it's right on my clothes

Bad bitch, yeah, I watch her do coke (What?)

Broke as hell, I used to sleep on the floor (Oh, yeah)

I never do it no more, ooh (Oh, what?)

Tell her you broke, it's no joke, ooh

I used to kick in that door, wait

Now I'm selling out them shows

Water my wrist, Fendi right on my clothes, huh (What?)

Hold up, lil' mama, you tweakin' (Baby, you tweakin')

A bad bitch, Puerto Rican

I get her off molly, she geekin'

Call up your friend, yeah, we chill for the weekend (Dexter)

You know what I'm sayin'?

Like no-no-no, we only can chill for the weekend

Then you gotta go

Call your friend too, Dexter

I'm one of the prettiest motherfuckers that ever been this year

Order VLONE, color orange mango label

Rotary phone, in my old school Mercedes

Smoke OG grown, when I'm Californicating

I got three phones, business, conversation, and relation

Hold up, wait a sec

Wait a min, wait a tick

Jacob my wrist, nothing was fake on my wrist

Four finger ring on my hand, say what you say to my wrist

Talk to the hand, don't wanna resort to the hands

What the face say to the fist?

I'm Rick James, bitch

Ha, funny as shit

A fifth of the tab, suck on her tits

Went back to the pad, watch Dexter's Lab on the 'Flix

Ugh, speed it up, speed it up, speed it up

Just did the track, then I beat it up

Acne, my jacket from Sweden (Huh?)

My chick don't exactly know English

But they ain't 'bout that action, no beefin'

I might as well go back to vegan (Um)

My shit might go platinum first week (Uh)

Play that shit back and repeat it (Uh)

Word around, word of mouth, word around town

You the one doing all the murder 'round town

Pulling up, shoot 'em, leave the burner downtown

Shoot 'em like the birdie, 'cause they all fly South

Whippin' the, whippin' the, whippin' the wrist

I'm fucking your bitch and I'm up in your fridge

I only tell stories to tuck in the kids

So how in the fuck can they fuck with the kid?

Ha, funny as shit

I was missin' a bit, I'm back in my bag

Back to the pad

Watch Dexter's Lab on the 'Flix