Pick It Up

Runnin' up a check like a marathon
Smoke a whole blunt in this off white
Baby, you can get it if you talk right
Better keep up if you speed up
Ridin' 'round, yeah, Costa Rica
Baseball, baseball, keep up
Ridin' 'round, yeah, Costa Rica
Baseball, baseball, keep up
I been gettin' to the money in abundance
Hatin' off the rip, it got me convinced
Rolls Royce truck I’m outside the gate
Hate it imported in, these Atlanta plates
Touch my first million dollars, mama proud of me
Gelato gas got me in the galaxy
It’s a blessin' how a young nigga pop tags
They just wanna see a nigga down bad
Gelato backwood, it be liftin' me
They talk behind my back like it’s missin' me (Missin' me)
I told her slow it down, then pick it up
Damn James
Missin' me