Young Lace - Pick It Up lyrics

[Intro x8] Make it rain [Verse 1] Bands all in my pocket, diamond watch on my wrist froze n***as doin' that hot sh** and I'm gettin' paid cuz my sh** cold I got ten bands in my pocket, ten bottles at my table Ten models in my section, I k** y'all n***as like Cain did Abel I stuff crust with my blunt, three grams in one swish I travel the world in one trip while you laid up with one b**h You work hard for that paycheck and I throw that sh** in one night We playin' jokes in first cla**, got ten homies on one flight n***as ran in my room, seen that .45 like "Oh, sh**!" "My n***a on one! He on one!" I been on one since '06 Club Live? I did that King of Diamonds? I did that Magic City? I did that Your main b**h? I hit that [Hook] I see it in your eyes, you tryna get some money And I'mma make it rain, rain until it's money Pocket full of bands, got lean in my cup I got so much money need a team to pick it up Make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain Make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain Pocket full of bands, got lean in my cup I got so much money need a team to pick it up [Verse 2] Hoppin' offa that jet, I get the weed: roll up Actavis in my dirty Sprite, I'm double cuppin': pour up My team the sh** and we know it, got .45's reloaded Got old bread that's moldy, told my pockets I can't fold it I throw one band, two bands, three bands and four I come in the club with ten racks walkin' up in that door Lean got me on slow mo, n***as packin' that .44 Lil' homie got dude to do "click-clack" for some promo (inhales) Smoke break, smokin' that pound 'til my throat ache John Doe your main ho, yeah turn that b**h into cold case One band, two bands, three bands and four I came in the club with ten racks, now it's on the floor [Hook]