Midwxst - Pick Up lyrics

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 fucks
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 fuckin' 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
Motherfuckers mad because I'm
Speaking the facts
Bad bitches tryna hit up my texts
Hoodie on me when I wear my new vest
He said "midwxst, boy, you the best"
Already know bitch, 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 fuckin' know
I know people watching me, they wan' be me
Then take some notes (Yeah)
Circle, that shit gon' only
Keep getting fuckin' 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 nigga, I'm smokin' exot'
(Ayy)
You niggas really ain't got no lil' team
I think that shit 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, nigga, 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 fucked, girl
You not my bitch
You keyboard warriors keep talkin' that shit
Don't try your luck, get left in a ditch
Baby, we can fuck, 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 fucks
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 fucks
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