Текст песни Pick Up The Pen - Real Cozy

I pick up a pen and I
I pick up the pen and I
I pick up the pen
I pick up the pen

I pick up the pen and I sizzle out
Thinking about how they go through life just lying
I don't know what these niggas about
They doing the antics for the clout
See you see a camera start acting out
Get easily smoked like a black and mild
My goons don't talk they irrational
These youngins keep popping the Adderall
The drugs, the pills they had it all
He catch a body then laugh it off
Streets turned him into a animal
The streets turned him to a animal
It's getting hard to tell the fake from the real
And I swear I'm done trying man
I should work part time in hibachi kitchens
Putting rappers in frying pans
If he said he touched me he lying man
100 goons slide in different colored suits
Like Avengers brought Iron Man
Now yall done woke up the lion man
I'm all at the bar off the tequila
Now it's a thick bitch trying to dance
I don't know her hands got inside my pants
Bitch back the fuck trying to grab the bands
Walk back to the bar trying to grab her friends
She wasn't even the one with the fattest ass
Now I need a cougar that's having cash
To fly me to the plug in Pakistan
I got ice on my wrist like a avalanche
I need to own a ski lodge
I keep telling these niggas it's no new friends
Cause these bitches know that we on, yeah

I pick up a pen and I
I pick up the pen and I
I pick up the pen
I pick up the pen

I pick up the pen and I sizzle out
I spent the summer at the ski lodge
These niggas keep sleeping on me
Now I'm dropping bombs in they Bed Bath & Beyond
My eyes closed don't know I got home the car must be from Elon
I'm all in her mouth she can't even grab her phone can't even hit decline
These rappers is pussy, feline
I cannot beef you drive a Nissan
I drink the beat like a Capri Sun
They want some flows I got like three of em
When I'm in Atlanta they calling me prime time
Got me feeling like Deion
When I'm in Atlanta they calling me prime time
Got me feeling like Deion
Aye, who really wanted some smoke
Cause I am not feeling the pressure
You thought you was doing her good
But I was just fucking her better
Raindrops on my neck and my arms
Got me feeling under the weather
She say that's just her friend
But I got them coming together
The best way to block out the noise
Is just to thumb through the cheddar
Aye, I let it blow like barettas
In a four door with the fellas
I am just knowing they jealous
Long as the niggas respect us
Aint really shit you can tell us
Bro told me keep it together
I'm finna go get da shovel
Work like I got stunt double
You niggas gone be in trouble

I pick up a pen and I
I pick up the pen and I
I pick up the pen
I pick up the pen