Flick It Up Tre Cap Remix

[Intro: REASON]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, wait

Pick it up, wait

Pick it up, wait

Pick it up, wait, wait



[Chorus: REASON]

Pick it up, pick it up

I done worked hard, ain't did enough

Got a new bitch, ain't thick enough

New new whip, gotta flick it up

Flick it up, flick it up

N***a flow sick, ain't sick enough (Wait)

Got a new bitch, ain't thick enough (Woah)

Tell her drop down, then pick it up

Pick it up, pick it up



[Verse 1: REASON]

N***a came way, way up now (Woah)

Hoes got six like touchdown (Woah)

Get hit like diamonds, bustdown

I bustdown, I bustdown

Caught n***as stealin' my stuff now (True)

I can see me in a lot of these n***as

Shit start to feel like Us now, wait (Wait)

N***a so focused, head on straight (Straight)

No new friends, n***a, dead on weight

Hoes on Ray Charles, treat it like baseball

Knock it out the park, then I slid home safe

Knock it out the park, then slid on home

REASON on fire, can't do no wrong

These n***as gossip, I just want profit

Came from bottom, I just want lobster

Need my mama up in a Benz, no stress, no problems

N***as talk shit, no comment

N***as ain't really did half the shit they rap 'bout

N***a, you ain't never caught no bodies

You ain't never sold no drugs

N***a, you ain't never popped no molly

You ain't never, wait

If I really, really said everything n***as ain't did

I'd be ancient, you n***as ain't shit

Came from the basement, glowed up

Smokin' on stank shit, roll up

N***as got capes on, hold up

Stop savin' hoes that don't wanna be saved

Comin' up as a kid, I was tryna be Jay

I was tryna be Ye, I was tryna be Wayne

Now kids say they tryna be REASON (REASON)

Feel good, n***a still can't believe it

So when I'm at shows, I



[Chorus: REASON & Tre Capital]

Flick it up

I done worked hard, ain't did enough

Got a new bitch, ain't thick enough

New new whip, gotta flick it up

Flick it up, flick it up (Flick it up)

N***a flow sick, ain't sick enough (Sick enough)

Got a new bitch, ain't thick enough

Tell her drop down, then pick it up

Pick it up, pick it up (Pick it up, pick it up)



[Verse 2: Tre Capital]

Better take a flick when you see this shit

T-R-E C-A-P back in the mix

Slid a home run, yeah, goin' over the fence, let it rip

Now it's time to commence

Everything I wanted, I get

Never taking no for option

So fuck your list, I'm top ten

Disagree with me? You ain't coughin'

Green light [?] like Steve, no Austin

Hearing y'all n***as exhausting

Me, REASON and Soul, we balling

Knew this rapping was my calling, ugh

D.LX, TDE, MVP, every year n***as envy me

[?] no pedigree

To be a god was my destiny

Hear the hunger like I turn to a zombie

Going kamikaze, no Gandhi

Want the title [?] behind me

Made it this far, no one had signed me

State Farm gotta be quicker than that

Bars break, you ain't have Kit-Kat

Tell the DJ to run it back

As a matter of fact I'm gassing in this track

Gundam 2, the whole city on the map

Y'all n***as blind but my fortune stacked

I don't need no Grammy's or platinum plaques

To show y'all that I can rap

Killed this remix, this shit is over

2025 I'll need a chauffeur

Lyrical four-five and [?]

Baby drop that ass for the culture



[Chorus: REASON & Tre Capital]

Flick it up (Hero)

I done worked hard, ain't did enough

Got a new bitch, ain't thick enough

New new whip, gotta flick it up

Flick it up, flick it up

N***a flow sick, ain't sick enough

Got a new bitch, ain't thick enough

Tell her drop down, then pick it up

Pick it up, pick it up



[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]

N***a, who? (Soulo), n***a, what? (Yeah)

Your jaw just dropped, ma, pick it up

Pick it up (Pick it up), pick it up (Pick it up)

I got at least infinity flows, abstract, asshole

Ab-Soul infinity stone, end game for my enemy, yo (Hah)

Pen game Incredible Hulk, big fangs, incredible bark

Big dawg on T-O-P, R-A-P G-O-D

Wait, this shit is easy as winning a spelling bee spellin' the letter B (Ayy)

H-I-P H-O-P S-A-V-E-D me, man

Amazing grace

You made your bed and I made my plate (Eat)

Fuck is you thinkin'? Benjamin Franklin

Face to face to face to face

Face the fact

'Fore I hit stages, all of my wages minimum

Then I dropped the track that made 'em feel me like a cinema (Oh)

How 'bout that?

Now I'm just killing 'em, grave so low, can't dig it up

Where your casket at?

Look at my bitch, ass so fat, can't pick it up (Pick it up)

Pick it up (Pick it up), pick it up (Pick it up)

Pick up the pacemaker

Your heart ain't strong enough, brain ain't smart enough

Gang ain't hard enough, dollars ain't long enough

Promise I'm droppin' a gem, you should



[Chorus: REASON & Ab-Soul]

Pick it up

I done worked hard, ain't did enough (Soul)

Got a new bitch, ain't thick enough

New new whip, gotta flick it up

Flick it up, flick it up

N***a flow sick, ain't sick enough

Got a new bitch, ain't thick enough

Tell her drop down, then pick it up

Pick it up, pick it up

I done worked hard, ain't did enough

Got a new bitch, ain't thick enough

New new whip, gotta flick it up

Flick it up, flick it up

N***a flow sick, ain't sick enough

Got a new bitch, ain't thick enough

Tell her drop down, then pick it up, bitch