pick up the phone (feat. Quavo)

Yaah

Oh, yaah

Ooh, Thugger

Yeah, Travis Scott

Thugger, Thugger, bitch

Yaah

I pour a four up

I call your ho up

Just to fuck her and show her

I just went, got my dough up

Pullin' off and I'm gone (Skrrt, skrrt)

Then I go and pour four up

Then I roll up that roll-up (Roll up, roll up)

Then I'm callin' your ho up

Like, brr

Pick up the phone, baby (Brr)

I know you're home, baby (Ooh, it's lit!)

I'm in the zone, baby (Zoned out, straight up!)

I just poured up a four, baby (Pour it up, yeah, yeah)

Never will I cheat on you

Never will I commit treason

Blowin' a bag on you

Do all of that for no reason

I'ma pull up, MR2

Hittin' the block and I'm bleedin'

Throwing that Rollie on you

I like the way it be freezin'

Pick up the phone, baby (Brr)

I know you're home, baby (Ooh, it's lit!)

I'm in the zone, baby (Zoned out, straight up!)

I just poured up a four, baby (Pour it up, yeah, yeah)

Pour up a four of that Actavis

Lean like my mothafuckin' granny did

Super Bowl ring with big body Benz

I stacked it up, now I'm just better livin'

Got screws in my mouth, I'm just preppin' it

I'm fucking this cash, I'm not celibate

I'm packin' it out like a reverend

I need all this cash, I got hella kids

I'ma play dumb and get left in the middle

Back the fuck up, you too little

Hit 'em with three like I'm Miller

I don't talk to no man in the middle

I don't talk to no man, I'm just kiddin'

But I did pay my sister's tuition

I feel lucky, I should play the lottery

Walkin' off with it like Sonny Liston

Mama told me I'm her brightest star

Mama told me don't hate on the law

Because everybody got a job

Because everybody wanna be a star (Real shit, real shit)

Please believe every motherfucker around here wan' be a part

She gon' do anything in her power to be with ya' boy

Pick up the phone, baby (Brr)

I know you're home, baby (Ooh, it's lit!)

I'm in the zone, baby (Zoned out, straight up!)

I just poured up a four, baby (Pour it up, yeah, yeah)

Never will I cheat on you

Never will I commit treason

Blowin' a bag on you

Do all of that for no reason

I'ma pull up, MR2

Hittin' the block and I'm bleedin'

Throwing that Rollie on you

I like the way it be freezin'

Pick up the phone

Macaulay Culkin' baby, Home Alone

I thought I was right

Then I had to man up, I was wrong

I hate when we fight

She in love with the pipe

I draped her up in ice, I pour my four on ice

Birds in the trap sing Brian McKnight

Percocet and Codeine, please don't take my life

She had a dream with Céline, so I bought it twice

Young **** make it right back tonight

Girl, you're so cute and your ass is nice

Drinkin' on four and I'm shootin' dice

Wrist polar bear, Klondike

And I'm loving all races, hell nah, don't discriminize

Drinkin' on clean, sanitize

Ostritch seats with the frog eyes

If I ever call your phone, baby

Best believe it's only one time

Pick up the phone, baby (Brr)

I know you're home, baby (Ooh, it's lit!)

I'm in the zone, baby (Zoned out, straight up!)

I just poured up a four, baby (Pour it up, yeah, yeah)

Never will I cheat on you

Never will I commit treason

Blowin' a bag on you

Do all of that for no reason

I'ma pull up, MR2

Hittin' the block and I'm bleedin'

Throwing that Rollie on you

I like the way it be freezin'