Who

[Chorus: Solo OTA]
Who gon' pick me up?
Who gon' let me fall?
Same day my dawg, tell me that they not involved
Who gon' love me?
My shooters ready, mmm
My shooters ready
Go tell 'em I'm blessed
Got God at my best
Done and went and got the VV's ice on my chest
And if they see me, 'cause I ain't hidin' my steps
Guys I ain't tryna impress
Popeyes, cut ties, invest
Mhmmmm-hmm

[Verse 1: Solo OTA]
Heard they talkin' 'bout gettin' me
But I've been on a wave
I've been on a wave, I've been on the seven seas
Stayin' out the way, fell in love wit' pain
Dodgin' all the jealousy
I've been on the run
Seven months is all and when they gon' let me free?
I don't know when imma' see my mom
I don't know when imma' see my dad
Pull up on 'em make the heater mad
See their faces when they see the tag
I got the big, big B's wit' the Fendi on the back
Made from the streets, you ain't made from the trap
Get left in the chapter
Niggas wanted fame, this is fame that they after
I just wanna change now I changed me a bracket
Hit a few stains as the rain hit the Patek
Put a private plane and we think about it after
They ain't fuckin' wit' the gang man it really don't matter
Fuck it (Fuck it)
Like fuck that shit (grrr)
I'm done wit' them, I'm done wit' it (grrr)
I mean it
Fuck a opp, fuck a cop, fuck you thot
You heathen
Thirty shot, fifty shot
Rrrrrrrrrrr, leakin'
Spin his block, spin his block
Finish it, leave it
Champion Aniekan
This shit ain't champion, this from your visa
This shit ain't rappin', this shit can get deeper
I got oppa's askin' me for features
I got managers in my DM
Think I'm cappin' when I don't see 'em
I've been Kaepernick hunnid seasons
Young dolph 400 shots and still breathin' (Flex)
Ahh-ahh ahh-ahh
So point out an opp when he see 'em
And tell me what's real when you feel it
Ahh-ahh ahh-ahh
Vicky let me in on her secret
Cuz she know I'm a pimp I can keep it

[Chorus: Solo OTA]
Who gon' pick me up?
Who gon' let me fall?
Same day my dawg, tell me that they not involved
Who gon' love me?
My shooters ready
My shooters ready
Go tell 'em I'm blessed
Got God at my best
Done and went and got the VV's ice on my chest
And they-they see me, 'cause I ain't hidin' my steps
Guys I ain't tryna impress
Popeyes, cut ties, invest

[Verse 2: Bvlly]
Now they wanna' know what's up with me
Ain't play no games, no time for the fuckery
Fuck you if you don't fuck wit' me
Ran it up hard work, ain't do nun luckily
Now they wonder why she stuck wit' me
I'm with Solo on the Ave way before all the luxury
Brought the gun in the club wit' me
Out your mind if you drunk and you think 'bout touchin' me
Way before all the rap shit
I was two up in traffic, Scarborough to Brampton
Hittin' ho's one the mattress
I tried to get a stoley but I leave it for standard
Busted units out the plastic
All I needed was a fish, shoutout KR wit' the stamplist
Told my dawg don't panic
'Cause in life it ain't always gonna go as you planned it
All I wanted was the VV's and-and a sold out show
All she talkin' 'bout is Ceecee and-but she ain't make no dough
If you tell me you don't need me and-then don't call my phone
And I know they might not believe me and-
But I'm good on my own

[Chorus: Solo OTA]
Who gon' pick me up?
Who gon' let me fall?
Same day my dawg, tell me that they not involved
Who gon' love me?
My shooters ready
My shooters ready
Go tell 'em I'm blessed
Got God at my best
Done and went and got the VV's ice on my chest
And they-they see me, 'cause I ain't hidin' my steps
Guys I ain't tryna impress
Popeyes, cut ties, invest