DaBaby – Pickup Lyrics
Pickup Lyrics by DaBaby
Wait a minute, who are you? (Ayy, yo, K.i.D)
Better watch his lil’ bit-h ’cause I’m up off the liquor
I been turnin’ her down, she on go, tryna get up
Crack a smile at your ho, she gon’ fall out and shiver
Niqqa going out sad ’bout the ho, he a Skittle (Sweet)
Take the jet to New York like I’m Jigga (Yoom)
When you poppin’, you know that come with paparazzi
I hate going outside, they all know I’m that niqqqa (Let’s go)
They all pray for the time of the day, I been busy
I turned her down, now that lil’ niqqa picky
She wasn’t gettin’ no money, I told her to miss me
Oh, y’all like takin’ pictures? Think y’all niqqas sissy
My lil’ niqqa been loyal, I threw him a fifty
I pull up in an Escalade, hop out in Timberlands
My bit-h, she got finger wave hair like she Missy (B-tch)
k!$$ me, k!$$ me, k!$$ me
I look better in person, lil’ ho, I get jiggy
Spend that lil’ money, I ain’t tryna save it
We ain’t tripping on none of that, B!tch, we got plenty (Bread)
Bread on your head, B!tch, I’m Jiffy
F**k around, drop a movie on niqqas like 50
If Big Worm would’ve pulled up, I would’ve start hitting
If Deebo choked me out, bit-h, I would’ve killed him, bit-h
Better watch his lil’ b*tch ’cause I’m up off the liquor
I been turnin’ her down, she on go, tryna get up
Crack a smile at your ho, she gon’ fall out and shiver
Niqqa going out sad ’bout the ho, he a Skittle (Sweet)
Take the jet to New York like I’m Jigga (Yoom)
When you poppin’, you know that come with paparazzi (Wait a minute, who are you? Ayy, yo, K.i.D)
I hate going outside, they all know I’m that niqqa (Let’s go, Quavo)
I’m trappin’, lil’ niqqa, don’t pick up (Brrt, brrt)
We been havin’ drip and I’m puttin’ that sh!t on
And I’m lightnin’, I’m icin’, I’m flooding my wrist up (Ice)
Add it up, niqqa, just put your lil’ ‘fit up (Add it)
Yes, sir (Yes, sir), put that lil’ sh!t up (Woo)
Bad b!tch, look like she do sit-ups (B!tch)
I bought the Lamborghini just to get up (Go)
Keep talkin’ that talk and I popped him, laughin’
Skrrt (Skrrt), yeah, I’m ducking the traffic (Woo)
I’m doing this sh!t in spectacular fashion (Uh)
Straight out the Nawf and that chopper get tactic (Woo)
Shoot up the floor (Rraow), I got him dancing, dancing
Shake that b!tch out of your panties
I am the Cho (Cho), what did I score? (Woo)
Ho, you already know I’m the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.)
[Chorus: DaBaby] Pick up, pick up, pick up
Better watch his lil’ b!tch ’cause I’m up off the liquor
I been turnin’ her down, she on go, tryna get up
Crack a smile at your ho, she gon’ fall out and shiver
Niqqa going out sad ’bout the ho, he a Skittle (Sweet)
Take the jet to New York like I’m Jigga (Yoom)
When you poppin’, you know that come with paparazzi
I hate going outside, they all know I’m that niqqa (Let’s go)