Pick Em Up
It's Two K Trey the Seven Way
Im tryna catch one of yo potnas, pick him up or dig him up
Im in that raq, I'm opp shopping
Somebody come pick him up
Tell that bitch I'm outside, send a shooter he's out of luck
Body bag em, toe tag em, mane I'm tryna fill one up
Tell yo big dog come outside mane I'm tryna see what up
Steady speaking on my gang, let off some shots, Imma rip em up
This shit won't ever end, before I leave, imma send one up
To the heaven gates that's where he stays
Don't fuck with me, I send shit up
I'm on my gangsta shit like Tupac, hit em up, now his casket closed
I'm like the reaper, all at night, tryna take a soul
Nigga know I'm the biggest shark
I be lurking, smell blood, time to shoot my pole
Look in my soul gangsta you gone see
You want smoke, fuck it we can match, pull up you gone see
What it is, no Ian playing games this ain't no fucking Wii
Pistol-toting, grimy nigga, ion fight but, still lay you to sleep
Never lacking, I grab my Glock before I brush my teeth
Still shinning nigga, I can take yo bitch ion give a fuck who you be
Im tryna catch one of yo potnas, pick him up or dig him up
Im in that raq, I'm opp shopping
Somebody come pick him up
Tell that bitch I'm outside, send a shooter he's out of luck
Body bag em, toe tag em, mane I'm tryna fill one up
Tell yo big dog come outside mane I'm tryna see what up
Steady speaking on my gang, let off some shots, Imma rip em up
This shit won't ever end, before I leave, imma send one up
To the heaven gates that's where he stays
Don't fuck with me, I send shit up
Steady hearing my name up in the wind, I told my sevens spin
Niggas scared, they know we get it in, and bitch I'm aiming at yo chin
You know we rock out on a mission tryna get the businessman
Foot on the gas, slow down im tryna flip his kin
Smoke on left eye supreme
Drac hit him, made that boy scream
You wanna do sum, try ya luck I got a mask just like scream
Tell that bitch Wreck stop hiding, mane I'm tryna fuck with some
Making all them disses we gone see what you really bout
When them choppas spark
Say my name up in yo song, I push that button it get ugly
Im tryna catch one of yo potnas, pick him up or dig him up
Im in that raq, I'm opp shopping,
Somebody come pick him up
Tell that bitch I'm outside, send a shooter he's out of luck
Body bag em, toe tag em, mane I'm tryna fill one up
Tell yo big dog come outside mane I'm tryna see what up
Steady speaking on my gang, let off some shots, Imma rip em up
This shit won't ever end, before I leave, imma send one up
To the heaven gates that's where he stays
Don't fuck with me, I send shit up
It's Two K Trey the seven way, I'm on that same shit
Tryna bust a nigga brain quick
Red flag this shit gets dangerous
Caution tape I'm tryna slang it, pull we bitch yea we can bang it
Pussy bitch you know I'm banging
Its Two K Trey the seven way
Fuck yo zone bitch ass nigga
Im tryna catch one of yo potnas, pick him up or dig him up
Im in that raq, I'm opp shopping
Somebody come pick him up
Tell that bitch I'm outside, send a shooter he's out of luck
Body bag em, toe tag em, mane I'm tryna fill one up
Tell yo big dog come outside mane I'm tryna see what up
Steady speaking on my gang, let off some shots, Imma rip em up
This shit won't ever end, before I leave, imma send one up
To the heaven gates that's where he stays
Don't fuck with me, I send shit up
I'm on my gangsta shit like Tupac, hit em up, now his casket closed
I'm like the reaper, all at night, tryna take a soul
Nigga know I'm the biggest shark
I be lurking, smell blood, time to shoot my pole
Look in my soul gangsta you gone see
You want smoke, fuck it we can match, pull up you gone see
What it is, no Ian playing games this ain't no fucking Wii
Pistol-toting, grimy nigga, ion fight but, still lay you to sleep
Never lacking, I grab my Glock before I brush my teeth
Still shinning nigga, I can take yo bitch ion give a fuck who you be
Im tryna catch one of yo potnas, pick him up or dig him up
Im in that raq, I'm opp shopping
Somebody come pick him up
Tell that bitch I'm outside, send a shooter he's out of luck
Body bag em, toe tag em, mane I'm tryna fill one up
Tell yo big dog come outside mane I'm tryna see what up
Steady speaking on my gang, let off some shots, Imma rip em up
This shit won't ever end, before I leave, imma send one up
To the heaven gates that's where he stays
Don't fuck with me, I send shit up
Steady hearing my name up in the wind, I told my sevens spin
Niggas scared, they know we get it in, and bitch I'm aiming at yo chin
You know we rock out on a mission tryna get the businessman
Foot on the gas, slow down im tryna flip his kin
Smoke on left eye supreme
Drac hit him, made that boy scream
You wanna do sum, try ya luck I got a mask just like scream
Tell that bitch Wreck stop hiding, mane I'm tryna fuck with some
Making all them disses we gone see what you really bout
When them choppas spark
Say my name up in yo song, I push that button it get ugly
Im tryna catch one of yo potnas, pick him up or dig him up
Im in that raq, I'm opp shopping,
Somebody come pick him up
Tell that bitch I'm outside, send a shooter he's out of luck
Body bag em, toe tag em, mane I'm tryna fill one up
Tell yo big dog come outside mane I'm tryna see what up
Steady speaking on my gang, let off some shots, Imma rip em up
This shit won't ever end, before I leave, imma send one up
To the heaven gates that's where he stays
Don't fuck with me, I send shit up
It's Two K Trey the seven way, I'm on that same shit
Tryna bust a nigga brain quick
Red flag this shit gets dangerous
Caution tape I'm tryna slang it, pull we bitch yea we can bang it
Pussy bitch you know I'm banging
Its Two K Trey the seven way
Fuck yo zone bitch ass nigga
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Writer(s): Trey’len Franklin
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