Picking Big Sean Up

[Intro] Sah, this shit go hard Ayy, Sah, I fuck with you, shorty (Ayy, ayy) I swear to god, shorty, on foenem grave, nigga [Verse 1] Sharp like a dagger (Ayy), I got swagger (Swag) Oh, what do you know (Who?), it's a rich ass nigga (Ayy, ayy) Coupe fly past ya (Skrrt), white like Casper (Like Casper) Hidin' from the crazy ho, why? She might harass us (Skrrt, skrrt) Up my dick flashin' (Ayy), gassed up in the master (Ftftft, beep) Heard she talkin' down on me, so I went and asked her (Beep, beep) Left wrist plasma (Plasma), my chains give me asthma (Bling) Yeah, I love my hoes, but I don't love them that much to harass them (No) Man, these bitches irri' (Huh?), she want a Panamera (Huh?) Pull the 'Cat and Trackhawk out (Huh? Huh?), it's Tia & Tamera (Skrrt) Ayy, felonies Ayy, I got fеlonies Ayy, I smoke hella weed (Phеw) Ayy, plug send the work, don't mail it to me (Phew) Ayy, bring the bands out (Huh?) Ayy, I can make a whole ladder (Huh?) Ayy, lil nigga, what's the matter? (Huh?) Ayy, heard you be pissed, get a new bladder, ayy (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Ayy, ayy, back flip off the ladder (Huh?) Nigga was angry (Huh?), pulled out the whips (Huh?), then he got madder, ayy (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Got the Urus doin' 220, can't go no faster (Skrrt) All these chains up on my neck, but I own my masters [Bridge] Ayy, ayy, ayy, bling, bling, bling Un, un, ayy ayy ayy, un, un, bling, bling, bling Ayy, ayy, ayy Un, un, bling, bling, bling Ayy, ayy, ayy Un, un, bling, bling, bling Ayy, ayy, ayy Un, un [Verse 2] I'm a big Tymer, now, bitch, time's up Got a chopstick same size as Kevin Hart, but it'll pick Big Sean up Pockets on Big Momma (Ayy) Tell me what they on, and I'm on Pull up in a Lamb, bitch, no propaganda, we gon' be wavin' llamas I still fry bologna This lil bitch so weird that she gotta meet me around the corner I just pulled up in that sports truck with my brothers, Jonas Rest in peace Blood, Tray Savage, Cap, Fredo, them my fuckin' homies She be fuckin' homies, when I was broke, I was never lonely The police think they run up on me, bitch, I ain't got nothin' on me (Ayy) Thought they was gonna get my forty Cops tried to kill me as a juvi' Now, I got a car like Birdman Movin' to the A, I'ma ride a Dually Nigga, you oochie-couchie I'm smokin' on Tookie-Tookie And we got cinematic clips, nigga, you come join this Groovy movie The bitch got booty-booty, I'm like Suki-Suki I'm a young street nigga, bitch came in the crib and said, "Ooh, he bougie" [Outro] Gang, gang, gang (Ayy) Gang, gang, gang (Huh? Phew) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh, phew) Gang, gang, gang (Phew, phew) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh, phew) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang, gang (Wooh) Gang, gang (Phew)