[Chorus]
Pick up the phone, uh (pick that shit up)
Pick up the phone, uh (pick that shit up)
Pick up the phone, uh (pick that shit up)
Pick up the phone, uh, yeah (pick that shit up)
Pick that shit, pick that shit (uh, uh)
Pick that shit, pick that shit (uh, uh)
Yeah we goin', yeah we goin' (uh, uh)
Pick that shit, pick that shit (uh, uh)

[Verse 1]
I feel like Trippie, miss this rage, you n***as hatin' did I miss a page?, uh
I can't fuck wit' none of y'all bitch n***as y'all act way too lame, uh
I might grab up on my choppa, we can play the same game, uh
I can't fuck wit' none of y'all bitch n***as y'all chase all that fame, uh
All my diamonds be freezin', yeah them shits cold, It's the middle of the summer, they warmin' me up
And these n***as be wonderin why I sit there leanin'
'Cause there's lean up in my double cup
Yeah these n***as be hatin' that shit on the gram
But these n***as know that I don't give a fuck
Yeah these n***as be hatin' that shit on the gram
But these n***as know that I don't give a fuck

[Chorus]
Pick up the phone, uh (pick that shit up)
Pick up the phone, uh (pick that shit up)
Pick up the phone, uh (pick that shit up)
Pick up the phone, uh, yeah (pick that shit up)
Pick that shit, pick that shit (uh, uh)
Pick that shit, pick that shit (uh, uh)
Yeah we goin', yeah we goin' (uh, uh)
Pick that shit, pick that shit (uh, uh)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, his money green, my money blue
His money old, my money new
These n***as said I won't get anywhere, but these bitches on my tool
All my hunnids fuckin' blue, bitch ass n***a who is you?
I told that bitch to pick up the phone, guess I don't need no more lube
His nose was runny, she on my dick and she bounce like a bunny, bounce like a bunny
Bitch ass n***a making jokes and he think he funny, think he funny
My diamonds shinin' bright, make it look like it's sunny, look like it's sunny
Yeah, I own all you n***as y'all my fuckin' sonny's, fuckin' sonny's
Yeah, she callin' me daddy, yeah, I'm somebody father, oh my god
All this drip up on me and it look like water, uh, oh my god
[?] day I can still go fuck up on ya thot
These bitch ass n***as on the gram and they hate a lot

[Chorus]
Pick up the phone, uh (pick that shit up)
Pick up the phone, uh (pick that shit up)
Pick up the phone, uh (pick that shit up)
Pick up the phone, uh, yeah (pick that shit up)
Pick that shit, pick that shit (uh, uh)
Pick that shit, pick that shit (uh, uh)
Yeah we goin', yeah we goin' (uh, uh)
Pick that shit, pick that shit (uh, uh)