Lyrical Breakdown of Pick It Up (feat. Playboi Carti) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Pick It Up (feat. Playboi Carti)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Yachty weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Pick It Up (feat. Playboi Carti)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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(Earl on the Beat)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hol' up, yeah
We pop out them muhfuckin' gats, hol' up (Yeah)
Slatt (Yeah)
Yeah (Pop out them muhfuckin' gats)
Uh (Boat, Boat)
We pop out them muhfuckin' blicks, hol' up (Pop out them muhfuckin' blicks)
I get these bitches, hol' up (I got these bitches, yeah)
I don't need these bitches, hol' up (Worry 'bout a bitch, yeah)
Pop out with that bag, hol' up (Bitch, bitch, yeah, yeah bitch)
Pop out on they ass, hol' up (Yeah, bitch, bitch, yeah)
We did a drive-by real fast, hol' up (Bitch, yeah, bitch)
I did a drive-by real fast, yeah (Bitch, yeah, blatt)
I just pulled out with my flag (Hol' up, bitch, slatt, yeah)
I got big racks, that's facts, hol' up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We got big cash, that's facts, hol' up (Facts, facts)
Shawty, come get all this cash (Bitch, yeah, racks)
Shawty, come pick up these racks, hol' up (Pick it up, pick it up)
Yeah, ayy, get 'em, pick up these racks, hol' up
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up)
Yeah (Boat, pick it up)
Boat, yeah (Beep)
I'm sorry
Two-twenty put on the 'Rari (Go)
My bitch got face like Kimora
My bitch got ass like Ari (Go)
She got my shit up like a joystick on Atari (Ya dig)
Crib in the middle the woods
Come and escape the safari
They wanna be like us, sigh
I know why
Cartiers with VVS that cover eyes (Ice)
They can't make Billboard lists, what's with them guys? (Ha, beep)
Oh, man, mm (Go)
Fuck a sack up on my left hand, mm (Go)
Earl, that's been my brother since the sand, mm (Ya dig)
Spend like ninety thousand in Japan, mm
Lil' boy know that I'm that man
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hol' up (Yeah)
We pop out them muhfuckin' gats, hol' up (Yeah)
Slatt (Yeah), yeah (Pop out them muhfuckin' gats), uh (Boat, Boat)
We pop out them muhfuckin' blicks, hol' up (Pop out them muhfuckin' blicks)
I get these bitches, hol' up (I got these bitches, yeah)
I don't need these bitches, hol' up (Worry 'bout a bitch, yeah)
Pop out with that bag, hol' up (Bitch, bitch, yeah, yeah bitch)
Pop out on they ass, hol' up (Yeah, bitch, bitch, yeah)
We did a drive-by real fast, hol' up (Bitch, yeah, bitch)
I did a drive-by real fast, yeah (Bitch, yeah, blatt)
I just pulled out with my flag (Hol' up, bitch, slatt, yeah, Lil Boat)
I got big racks, that's facts, hol' up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We got big cash, that's facts, hol' up (Facts, facts)
Shawty, come get all this cash (Bitch, yeah, racks)
Shawty, come pick up these racks, hol' up (Pick it up, pick it up, yeah)
Ayy, get 'em, pick up these racks, hol' up
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up)
Yeah (Pick it up)
Slatt (Fuck), do what I does then
Lil Reese be gettin' on my nerves, that's my cousin
Glick, eighty percent, that's heat, no oven (Frr, frr)
They tried to rat me out, I'm stayin' Jennifer Hudson (Mm)
I am not alarmed by you muggin'
Woah, woah, slatt, slime, guess he big Blood then
You ain't get no money, that's why you thuggin', yeah
Oh, you tough? Stay your bitch-ass in the mud then (Mm)
I show love so I get love everywhere I go (I go)
Had to space shit out, had to call ISO (ISO)
Say you gon' somethin' when you see me, that's fine though
Just don't forget my family like the Sopranos
Boy, mm, b-boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hol' up
We pop out them muhfuckin' gats, hol' up (Yeah)
Slatt (Yeah), yeah (Pop out them muhfuckin' gats), uh (Boat, Boat)
We pop out them muhfuckin' blicks, hol' up (Pop out them muhfuckin' blicks)
I get these bitches, hol' up (I got these bitches, yeah)
I don't need these bitches, hol' up (Worry 'bout a bitch, yeah)
Pop out with that bag, hol' up (Bitch, bitch, yeah, yeah bitch)
Pop out on they ass, hol' up (Yeah, bitch, bitch, yeah)
We did a drive-by real fast, hol' up (Bitch, yeah, bitch)
I did a drive-by real fast, yeah (Bitch, yeah, blatt)
I just pulled out with my flag (Hol' up, bitch, slatt, yeah, Lil Boat)
I got big racks, that's facts, hol' up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We got big cash, that's facts, hol' up (Facts, facts)
Shawty, come get all this cash (Bitch, yeah, racks)
Shawty, come pick up these racks, hol' up
Pick it up, pick it up, yeah
Ayy, get 'em, pick up these racks, hol' up
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, yeah, pick it up