Travis Scott - Pick Up the Phone Lyrics

Travis Scott - Pick Up the Phone Lyrics

"Pick Up The Phone"

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)

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)

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 wan' 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 Celine

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

Artists: Travis Scott, Young Thug

Produced by: Allen Ritter, MIKE DEAN, Frank Dukes & Vinylz

Written by: Allen Ritter, Vinylz, MIKE DEAN, Frank Dukes, Young Thug, Quavo, Travis Scott & Starrah

Featured artist: Quavo

Album: Jeffery

Released: June 3, 2016

Genre: Hip-Hop/Rap