Tripidy - Pick Up lyrics

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Tripidy - Pick Up lyrics

XHookX I got clothes on the floor How I live? I don't know Salty salty men around me Crying bout they're ex's no Mix a cup and take it slow Mix a track and send it out Uh yeah Too many L's been going round Gotta pick myself back up 'Cause Shawty hot Yeah yeah I'm moving up Yeah yeah Mrs balls Yeah yeah It's too much sauce XVerse1X Coz politics and sh** is f**ed up And Girls round me want some How am i post to act now Never seen a script wow I'm still young and need cheese tho uh I'm a bad guy I know uh I'm a real dick, I know bro Swhy your girl on it like a fire pole I'm just tranna kick it with some real ones X2 She love the thought of my songs She love the thought of my songs I love the thought of hair And i love how she gonna dress I can't hold on to past That sh** is just holding me back U ain't got heat, your no match Im on my way up No time to clean up XHookX I got clothes on the floor How I live? I don't know Salty salty men around me Crying bout they're ex's no Mix a cup and take it slow Mix a track and send it out Uh yeah Too many L's been going round Gotta pick myself back up 'Cause Shawty hot Yeah yeah I'm moving up Yeah yeah Mrs balls Yeah yeah It's too much sauce XVerse2X How do I know if I'm wrong or right When half the sh** I do Is on the spriet Pls forgive me I ain't living right But ready 16, spitting 16 on some grown man sh** Man ive been fed, need my own bread, get my own cottage Oh Succer punch a b**h My heart too vounerable and sh** Snap chat on my face man I'm a dog Snapchat on my face man I dog U know u know I pick the calls You know, u know im going off I don't want none to with her I don't want none to do with her! She love the way that I dress I love the way that she says LEAN never taking my soul My soul always keeping me low Sole always stay on the ground No time to let go 'Cause i gotta go Make all this cash And learn how to thow Learn how to throooow XHookX I got clothes on the floor How I live? I don't know Salty salty men around me Crying bout they're ex's no Mix a cup and take it slow Mix a track and send it out Uh yeah Too many L's been going round Gotta pick myself back up 'Cause Shawty hot Yeah yeah I'm moving up Yeah yeah Mrs balls Yeah yeah It's too much sauce