Pick Up The Phone Lyrics - Quavo

Yaaah, oh yaaah 

Ooooh, Thugger 

Yeah, Travis Scott 

Thugger, Thugger baby 

Yaah 

I pour a four up 

I call your hoe up 

Just to fuck her and show her 

I just went, got my dough up 

Pullin' off and I'm gone! 

Then I go and pour four up 

Then I roll up that roll up 

Then I'm callin' your hoe up 

(Like Brrrrr) 

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Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) 

I know you're home, baby (It's lit!) 

I'm in the zone, baby (Straight up!) 

I just poured up a four baby (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 and murk too 

Hittin' the block and I'm bleedin' 

Throwing that Rollie on you 

I like the way it be freezin' 

(Brrrrr) 

Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) 

I know you're home, baby (It's lit!) 

I'm in the zone, baby (Straight up!) 

I just poured up a four baby (Yeah, yeah) 

Photos 

Pour up a four of that Actavis 

Lean like my mothafuckin' granny did 

Super Bowl ring with big body Benz 

I stack it up now I'm just better livin' 

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

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

I'm packin' it up 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 

(Brrrrr) 

Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) 

I know you're home, baby (It's lit!) 

I'm in the zone, baby (Straight up!) 

I just poured up a four, baby (Yeah, yeah) 

Never will l cheat on you 

Never will I commit treason 

Blowin' a bag on you 

Do all of that for no reason 

I'ma pull up and murk too 

Hittin' the block and I'm bleedin' 

Throwin' that Rollie on you 

I like the way you 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 nigga 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 

(Brrrrrr) 

Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) 

I know you're home, baby (It's lit!) 

I'm in the zone, baby (Straight up!) 

I just poured up a four baby (Yeah, yeah) 

Never will l cheat on you 

Never will I commit treason 

Blowin' a bag on you 

Do all of that for no reason 

I'ma pull up and murk too 

Hittin' the block and I'm bleedin' 

Throwin' that Rollie on you 

I like the way you be freezin' 

Pick up the phone (Pick up the phone) 

I'm in the zone, pick up the phone, baby 

I'm in the zone