PICK IT UP (feat. A$AP Rocky)

Hey yo, big bro, you fucking with that?
 Ha, okay cool
 Good job, 1st
 That's my fucking brother right there, ya dig?
 Dexter, ooh, wait (yeah, a-what)
 Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, groove
 Baby girl watch how you move (what)
 I got them Vans on my shoes, ooh (I do)
 I pop a pill and I lose weight
 Speed it up (speed)
 Look at them diamonds, they eat it up (eat)
 Got me two bitches, I eat it up (you what?)
 They thinkin' of wifing, deleting them (yeah)
 A-wait, ooh (Dexter) pints in, call up Rocket, ooh (a-what)
 My brother plug like a socket, ooh
 Kick in this door, yeah I got it (yeah)
 Open the safe, you can't lock it, ooh (a-what)
 Sipping that Wock, yeah, I go to the top
 Buss on yo' bitch like a Glock, ooh
 She like to suck on my clock, ooh (yeah)
 I get the money, don't stop, Dexter!
 Hah, ya know what I'm saying?
 Like I, I, I know you like this beat too
 But you a fucking goofy though (fucking lame ass nigga)
 A-wait, ooh
 Word around, word around, word around town (bitch)
 I heard this boy was a clown, ooh (was a clown)
 Swim in yo' bitch once I drown, ooh (I do)
 Calling my plug for the pound, wait
 Odd Future, yeah it's right on my clothes
 Bad bitch, yeah I watch her do coke (what)
 Broke as hell, I used to sleep on the floor
 I never do it no more, ooh (a-what)
 Tellin' you broke it's no joke, ooh
 I used to kick in that door (kick in that door)
 Wait, now I'm selling out them shows
 One on my wrist, Fendi right on my clothes, huh (what)
 Hold on lil' mama you tweakin' (baby, you tweakin')
 A bad bitch, Puerto Rican (Puerto Rican, what)
 I get her off molly, she geeking
 Call up your friends, we'll be set for the weekend
 Dexter!
 Ya know what I'm sayin? Like, no no no
 We can only chill for a weekend then you gotta go
 Tell your friend too
 I'm one of the prettiest motherfuckers you've ever seen
 A-Dexter
 Order VLONE, color orange mango label
 Rotary phone (whoo) in my old school Mercedes
 Smoke OG Grown (whoo) when I'm Californicating
 I got three phones, business, conversation, and relation
 Hol' up, wait a sec', wait a min', wait a tic
 Jacob my wrist, nothing was fake on my wrist
 Four finger ring on my hand
 Say what you say to my wrist, talk to the hand
 Don't wanna resort to the hands
 What the face say to the fist? (I'm Rick James, bitch!)
 Hah, funny as shit, a fifth of the tab
 Suck on her tits, go back to the pad
 Watched "Dexter's Lab" on the 'Flix
 Uhh, speed it up, speed it up, speed it up (ah)
 Just did this track then I beat it up (ah)
 Acne, my jacket from Sweden (huh)
 My chicks don't exactly know English (what?)
 They ain't about that action of no beefing, ahh
 I might as well go back to vegan (um)
 My shit might go platinum first week (uh)
 Play this shit back and repeat it (uh)
 Word around, word of mouth, word around town
 You the one doin' all the murder 'round town
 Pullin' up, shootin', leave the burner downtown
 Shoot it like the birdy 'cause they all fly south
 Whippin', I'm whippin', I'm whippin' the wrists
 I'm fucking your bitch and I'm up in your fridge
 I only tell stories of tuckin' in kids
 So how in the fuck can they fuck with the kid?
 Hah, funny as shit, I was missing a bit
 I'm back in my bag, back to the pad
 Watched "Dexter's Lab" on the 'Flix
 Good job, 1st