Pick Yo Homie Up Lil Zay Osama

(Aye Vibez run that back)

[Intro]
Pick yo homie up
Pick yo homie up
Pick yo homie up!

Its a dead nigga..
He a dead nigga!

Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock
Gang
Gang
Gang
Gang
Gang

[Verse]
Traffick up 111
His main bitch was lackin'
Big folk scoped her, the opp pulled over
We was finna walk in that bitch and slap her
Folks told me "Just follow the car,"
"Park on the side, dont be too far"
She pumped gas, got back in the car
I'm three cars behind when she pulled off
We tracked her all the way to the crib
She walked right in the crib
I was finna hop out and do dat bitch
Big folk say dont do dat shit
Now we on our way to the crib
Grabbin' the Glocks and cigs
Can't sleep 'less we smokin' they dead homies, and that's what we did!
Gang, now his homie head
He only got one L
Couple months before we clapped his homie
Yea i'm talm' bout L's
Uh
Now that he talkin' to feds
Shoulda' been prepared
He was gonna die from cancer anyway
Shoulda' been stopped smoking squares
Bitch we stand on business
Trigger finger itchin'
Dont get close to me cause I'll get nervous
I'll get to blickin'
June wimme itchin'
Toon wimme itchin'
Shordy woulda' been dead if we ain't catch em inside Planet Fitness, glaaa
Fonem on that car
Man that bitch too tinted
Naw he ain't worth nothin'
So we smoke em up out that dollar Swisher
Shordy ain't no factor;
When we catch em, smack em
Put it on Insta