PICK UP
DaBaby Lyrics


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Let's go
(Wait a minute, who are you?)
(Ayo, K.I.d)

Pick up, pick up, pick up
Better watch his lil' bitch 'cause I'm up off the liquor
I been turnin' her down, she on go, tryna get up
Crack a smile at your hoe, she gon' fall out and shiver
Nigga going out sad 'bout the hoe, he a Skittle, sweet
Take the jet to New York like I'm Jigga (nyoom)
When you poppin', you know that come with paparazzi
I hate going outside, they all know I'm that nigga (go)

Slide on a nigga, they drive through like Wendy's (slide)
They all pray for the time of the day, I been busy
I turned her down, now that lil' nigga picky
She wasn't gettin' no money, I told her to miss me
Oh, y'all like takin' pictures? Think y'all niggas sissy
My lil' nigga been loyal, I threw him a fifty
I pull up in an Escalade, hop out in Timberlands
My bitch, she got finger wave hair like she Missy
Bitch, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me
I look better in person, lil' hoe, I get jiggy
Spend that lil' money, I ain't tryna save it
We ain't tripping on none of that, bitch, we got plenty, bread
Bread on your head, bitch, I'm Jiffy
Fuck around, drop a movie on niggas like 50
If Big Worm would've pulled up, I would've start hitting
If Deebo choked me out, bitch, I would've killed him, bitch

Pick up, pick up, pick up
Better watch his lil' bitch 'cause I'm up off the liquor
I been turnin' her down, she on go, tryna get up
Crack a smile at your hoe, she gon' fall out and shiver
Nigga going out sad 'bout the hoe, he a Skittle, sweet
Take the jet to New York like I'm Jigga (nyoom)
When you poppin', you know that come with paparazzi (wait a minute, who are you?)
I hate going outside, they all know I'm that nigga (go, Quavo)

Pick up, pick up, don't pick up the phone
I'm trappin', lil' nigga, don't pick up (brrt, brrt)
We been havin' drip and I'm puttin' that shit on
And I'm lightnin', I'm icin', I'm flooding my wrist up (ice)
Add it up, nigga, just put your lil' 'fit up (add it)
Yes, sir (yes, sir), put that lil' shit up (woo)
Bad bitch, look like she do sit-ups (bitch)
I bought the Lamborghini just to get up (go)
Keep talkin' that talk and I popped him, laughin'
Skrrt (skrrt), yeah, I'm ducking the traffic (woo)
I'm doing this shit in spectacular fashion (uh)
Straight out the Nawf and the chopper get tactic (woo)
Shoot at the floor (raow), I got him dancing, dancing
Shake that bitch out of your panties
I am the 'Cho ('Cho), what did I score? (Woo)
Hoe, you already know I'm the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.)

Pick up, pick up, pick up
Better watch his lil' bitch 'cause I'm up off the liquor
I been turnin' her down, she on go, tryna get up
Crack a smile at your hoe, she gon' fall out and shiver
Nigga going out sad 'bout the hoe, he a Skittle, sweet
Take the jet to New York like I'm Jigga (nyoom)




When you poppin', you know that come with paparazzi
I hate going outside, they all know I'm that nigga (go)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics for DaBaby's song "PICK UP" contain a lot of bravado and references to his success and fame. The first verse finds him warning others about watching their significant other around him because he's been known to turn down advances but his charm might be too much for them to resist. He also takes shots at those who can't handle their relationships, referring to them as "Skittle sweet." DaBaby then drops references to Jay-Z and the paparazzi, both of which come with the territory of being a successful artist.


The chorus is repeated throughout the song and acts as a kind of hook that emphasizes the idea that people need to watch their partners around him. The second verse finds DaBaby rapping over a beat change and flowing with a more muted delivery. He continues to boast and make references to his fame and the money he's earned, even mentioning buying a Lamborghini just for the sake of it. The verse ends with DaBaby declaring himself the greatest of all time.


Overall, "PICK UP" is a song that's all about DaBaby's success and his reputation as a ladies' man. He's confident and unapologetic in his approach, making it clear that he's not afraid to take what he wants.


Line by Line Meaning

Pick up, pick up, pick up
Answer the phone, answer the phone, answer the phone


Better watch his lil' bitch 'cause I'm up off the liquor
Be careful with your girl, because I'm drunk and ready to steal her


I been turnin' her down, she on go, tryna get up
I've been rejecting her advances, but she's persistent and won't give up


Crack a smile at your hoe, she gon' fall out and shiver
If I smile at your girl, she'll be so impressed she'll forget about you


Nigga going out sad 'bout the hoe, he a Skittle, sweet
You're pathetic for being so caught up with your girl, you might as well be a candy


Take the jet to New York like I'm Jigga (nyoom)
I fly to New York like Jay-Z does


When you poppin', you know that come with paparazzi
Being famous means dealing with paparazzi following you around


I hate going outside, they all know I'm that nigga (go)
I don't like being recognized on the streets, but it's inevitable because I'm famous


Slide on a nigga, they drive through like Wendy's (slide)
I'll sneak up on someone and kill them quickly, like a car sliding through a Wendy's drive-thru


They all pray for the time of the day, I been busy
Everybody hopes to have as productive a day as I do


I turned her down, now that lil' nigga picky
I rejected her advances, but now that she's moved on, she's being picky


Oh, y'all like takin' pictures? Think y'all niggas sissy
You guys like taking pictures? You must be soft


My lil' nigga been loyal, I threw him a fifty
My small-time associate has been loyal, so I gave him a fifty dollar bill


I pull up in an Escalade, hop out in Timberlands
I arrive in a fancy car and get out wearing Timberland boots


My bitch, she got finger wave hair like she Missy
My girl has a hairstyle similar to Missy Elliott's famous finger waves


Bitch, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me
Girl, come and kiss me


I look better in person, lil' hoe, I get jiggy
I'm even better looking in person, and I'm always in a good mood


Spend that lil' money, I ain't tryna save it
I spend my money without caring, I don't save it


We ain't tripping on none of that, bitch, we got plenty, bread
We don't care about money, we have plenty of it


Bread on your head, bitch, I'm Jiffy
I put money on your head, it's as easy as that


Fuck around, drop a movie on niggas like 50
I might make a movie about my own life and release it, just like 50 Cent did


If Big Worm would've pulled up, I would've start hitting
If someone tried to rob me like Big Worm from the movie Friday, I would attack them


If Deebo choked me out, bitch, I would've killed him, bitch
If Deebo from Friday had choked me, I would've fought back and possibly killed him


Pick up, pick up, pick up
Answer the phone, answer the phone, answer the phone


Pick up, pick up, don't pick up the phone
Answer the phone, answer the phone, don't answer the phone


I'm trappin', lil' nigga, don't pick up (brrt, brrt)
I'm making money dealing drugs, don't answer the phone


We been havin' drip and I'm puttin' that shit on
We have a lot of swag and I'm showing it off


And I'm lightnin', I'm icin', I'm flooding my wrist up (ice)
I'm wearing expensive jewelry and I'm loving it


Add it up, nigga, just put your lil' 'fit up (add it)
Do the math, buy expensive clothes, and show them off


Yes, sir (yes, sir), put that lil' shit up (woo)
Yes, indeed, put those small things away and flaunt the big things


Bad bitch, look like she do sit-ups (bitch)
My girl is physically fit and looks like she does sit-ups


I bought the Lamborghini just to get up (go)
I bought a Lamborghini sports car just to show off


Keep talkin' that talk and I popped him, laughin'
If you keep talking trash, I'll hit you and laugh about it


Skrrt (skrrt), yeah, I'm ducking the traffic (woo)
I'm speeding away from traffic in my car


I'm doing this shit in spectacular fashion (uh)
I'm doing everything in an impressive way


Straight out the Nawf and the chopper get tactic (woo)
I come from the North and I'm ready to use my gun if necessary


Shoot at the floor (raow), I got him dancing, dancing
I shoot at the ground and scare people so much they start dancing


Shake that bitch out of your panties
Get that loose woman out of your life


I am the 'Cho ('Cho), what did I score? (Woo)
I am the champion, what did I win?


Hoe, you already know I'm the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.)
Lady, you should already know I'm the greatest of all time




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: De Juane Malachi Dunwood, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Quavious Keyate Marshall

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@almind.7150

I love how Quavo is just enjoying himself in the back

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@ovodrew486

This beat is so simple and clean, I mean the entire track gives room to the vocals, which end up becoming the rhythm. Really appreciate this style of production

@darthboti

So u like trash

@ovodrew486

BoTi I like what I like! ๐Ÿ˜

@tommytimmy8441

yeah this beat goes crazy

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