CARPET Lyrics – BIA, Rio Da Yung OG

[Intro: BIA]
BIA, BIA
Uh
Pick it up
Pick, pick it up

[Refrain: BIA]
All my b!tches, yeah, we racked up (Yeah, we racked up)
On a mission, get my sack up (Get my sack up)
Broken bridges, can’t get back up
He got switches if you act up

[Verse 1: BIA]
Yeah, I just put a carpet in the club
I ain’t part of NASA, but I got a rocket in the club (Uh)
B!tch, I need three hundred, not a dub
All these hoes entertainment, they just gossip for the pub’ (Uh)
They don’t pay you to walk through the club
Meanwhile I’m getting paid just to walk into the club (Uh)
Better watch who you hoes talking to because
I’m the last b!tch that fu*ked around and offerеd you some buzz

[Chorus: BIA]
Uh, all these hundrеds for you, pick it up (Pick it up)
All these hundreds for you, pick it up (Pick it up)
All these hundreds for you, pick it up
I just threw a carpet in the club, b!tch, pick it up (Pick it up)
B!tch, pick it up (Pick it up)
B!tch, pick it up (Pick it up)
B!tch, pick it up
I just threw a carpet in the club, b!tch, pick it up

[Verse 2: BIA]
Yeah, money bring the power, but it can’t buy no respect (Can’t buy no respect)
See me throwing all this money, think I’m throwing up a set (Hrr)
On ten, everybody really rich, what you expect? (Huh?)
B!tches say that they outside, why I haven’t seen ’em yet? (Huh?)

S*it is loopy
I just wanna ask is it the drügs? Is it the tusi?
B!tches want a BIA, now it’s looking like they duped me (Huh?)
If he feeling choosy, I’ma leave him, I’m no goofy
If he seen this coochie, then I put it on his kufi
You could be my baby boy and I could be Taraji
Lately when it’s raining, my umbrella’s a Ferrari
If I’m crashing out, then I don’t gotta tell him sorry
You should see the things that n!ggas do for this punani

[Refrain: BIA]
All my b!tches, yeah, we racked up
On a mission, get my sack up
Broken bridges, can’t get back up
He got switches if you act up

[Chorus: BIA & Rio Da Yung OG]
All these hundreds for you, pick it up
All these hundreds for you, pick it up
All these hundreds for you, pick it up
I just threw a carpet in the club, b!tch, pick it up (Damn)

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]
It look like we growing grass in the club (Ayy)
Cheap b!tch, I grabbed her ass for a dub (Ayy)
Fu*k around and gave her three hundred cash, you know I had to fu*k (Right)
Ask Jay, we left carpets in the clubs
Quarter-million-dollar car, I tried to park it in the club (Right)
Tucked my gun on my waist, grabbed my drank
Grabbed the money out the— then I’m walking in the club (Damn)
Like, n!gga, you know ain’t no talking in the club
I’m tryna vibe with the hoes, you in here talking ’bout a song (Shut the fu*k up)
“Ayy, gang, check this s*it out I made yesterday” (Shut the fu*k up)
Ayy, gang, back up ‘fore you get pepper sprayed (Hah)
Yester— yesterday I made money off the rap, I might sell meth today
I bust a big play, I might buy this pint of Tech today
When you think about it, he don’t really want s*it but 11K

[Refrain: BIA]
All my b!tches, yeah, we racked up
On a mission, get my sack up
Broken bridges, can’t get back up
He got switches if you act up

[Chorus: BIA]
All these hundreds for you, pick it up
All these hundreds for you, pick it up
All these hundreds for you, pick it up
I just threw a carpet in the club, b!tch, pick it up

[Outro: BIA]
I just threw a carpet in the club, b!tch, pick it up