This is a song about "Ford pick up trucks"

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Pick em' up and knock em' down

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

Did she ever pick up ? well that answer is no.

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

And you're waiting for someone to come and pick you up/

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

My knees on the ground, dear father

Drop her, pick her up and tomahawk her/