pick up - midwxst lyrics
[intro]
hey, glumboy
this how the money come in when you rockin’ with kxngrada
[chorus: midwxst]
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*cks
if you really got a problem, call my gang, that chop’ gon’ buss (pop, pop, pop, pop)
[verse 1: midwxst]
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 [?], no, 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*ckin’ 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*ckers mad because i’m speaking the facts
bad b*tches tryna hit up my texts
hoodie on me when i wear my new vest
he said “midwxst, boy, you the best”
already know b*tch, 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*ckin’ know
i know people watching me, they wan’ be me, then take some notes (yeah)
circle, that sh*t gon’ only keep getting f*ckin’ 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
[verse 2: ka$hdami]
i’m with midwxst, but i’m a east coast n*gga, i’m smokin’ exot’ (ayy)
you n*ggas 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*gga, 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*cked, girl, you not my b*tch
you keyboard warriors keep talkin’ that sh*t
don’t try your luck, get left in a ditch
baby we can f*ck, but i can’t commit
glock*19, introduce him to the pavement
said he a demon, we send him to satan
[chorus: midwxst]
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*cks
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*cks
if you really got a problem, call my gang, that chop’ gon’ buss
[outro]
hey, glumboy
this how the money come in when you rockin’ with kxngrada
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