OG Parker - .Wav Radio Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Quavo] Aye trap out the coupe Shoot out the roof I give your hoe boot Huh huh, M's in the 'rari Excuse me sorry, diamonds hittin', sh**, pardon me My diamonds bitin', these b**hes fightin' No I'm not fighting Chopper knock ya, chop him down Everybody know it, young Quavo don't play around I buy a whole brick, I won't sell it, just I blow it down Everybody know what's goin' 'round Ridin' 'round town with the thing on me Everybody know, yeah yeah yeah Takeoff he gon' bang with me homie (brr) Give it to 'em, ooh yeah get in there Ooh yeah, get in there, get in there, get in there, get in there (woah) [Verse 2: Takeoff] Get in there, get in there, get in there Get in there, get in there, get it there Swimwear, f**in' on you and I get in there f** in a zone when I get in there Breakin' down, yeah I'm breakin' down Got a hundred pounds, yeah we sprayin' around Yeah we pull around we shop the town Yeah we pullin' down, yeah we droppin' down Hundred pounds on the backstreets Hundred pounds on the backend Pick up that front end, then I get it in [Verse 3: Quavo] Back to back wit' it, back to back wit' it (back to back) Grab the Mac, in the Maybach windows tinted, yeah Never wore a fitted, never wore a fitted n***a never been innocent, never told on myself (ha) Never ride wit Audi I get it, riding it Bad b**h out, hold on, hold on wait, hold on wait I bought a 'Rrari, cause I could skate, so I could skate (so you could skate?) I f** your hoe, don't take her on dates, don't take her on dates Too much money I got rates, rates, takin' rates Everybody know its me, huncho yeah I'm the chief Runnin' from the police, uh So much gas I can't breathe So much gas I can't breathe Look at my diamonds, ice in my f**in' Ice in my f**in' piece, ice in my f**in' chain Walk up in the f**in' building yeah they know my f**in' name (huncho) Make them scream the f**in' gang Diamonds swang heavy metal You n***as ain't havin' clout, what the hell you talkin' bout Spray ya, then I air it out What you talkin' bout Take What you talkin' bout Take Got the cookies almost baked? Me and Cookie on a date (Me and Cookie on a date) [Verse 4: Takeoff] Tats up on my face Bad b**h longway I'm gon' nut on her face I'm gon' nut on that b**h face I'm gon' pop a perc I'm gon off my face No I can not feel my face Yeah yeah Drank Buying a drink and half a pint, yeah yeah saint [Verse 5: Quavo] Pour a pint, buying out the whole pint Takeoff go to the mall Buying out all the [?] Me and Molly, M&m's spending all m&ms Young n***a wanna win Kick door where I fit in Bad b**h she gon' sit in Drop coup tell her get in Everybody know we winnin' Never without the sippin' Hennessy yea I'm sippin', lemme take another shot f**in' on a b**h, thot Got a milli on a watch [Verse 6: Takeoff] f**in on a b**h, thot n***a runnin' from the cops Yeah I got a half a pop, hundred rounds get popped We ain't never finish shop Hundred bags in the shop (the bags) Hundred bags in the shop (the bags) Gon', gon', gon' cop You know I pull up on you Pull up on you what you wanna Pull up on 'em I'mma drop em Pull up on 'em bet I pop 'em Pull up on 'em with the boogers in the watch Pull up on 'em and I drop 'em (the boogers) Bad b**h in a hotel room s**in' s**in' yeah she swallow Yeah that b**h gonna swallow [Break: Quavo] Hold on we change the beat up, change the beat partner Switch that motherucker up mane Switch that motherf**er up man Switch and swappin' Switch and swappin' We ain't floppin, you know what I mean Float on it, I'ma get up on a boat on it Bricks on a boat on it I want you to change the beat up Gon' switch the f**in' beat up (change the beat up) Gon' switch the f**in' beat up [Verse 7: Travis Scott] Before you change that beat up Let em get a La Flame feature 'Bout to pull up in a heater Pullin' up in a two seater In the Bun B, smokin' on that cookie tree Smoking on bud on my feet (what else) White b**h Coca-Cola Chirpin' on a damn Motorola Sippin' sippin' cold soda Out in the hood Blowing cash living good (what else) Eating on [?], eating your b**h on the wood Pockets so stuffed, n***a I'm locked in my club On Christmas, feeding homeless giving goods (yeah) Rockin' a bub, n***as moving in a rush Blowing kush on the bus n***as like blowin' dust Sippin' on act you drink tuss (Act) n***as like me in a rush Actavis n***as like me go and gush We old collecting the rust (lean) Throwing cash got dust, n***a don't fuss Momma told me don't you cuss, up b**h shut Hit a b**h in her bu*t, then I be up [Verse 8: Quavo] Then he pa** the b**h to Quavo, then I'mma pipe the b**h up Runnin' round the whole city, n***as sayin' pop a bitty Bad b**h f**in' wit me, I told that b**h show them titties Young n***a I'mma get it, money stackin' to the ceiling I'mma stack a whole fifty, I'mma stack a whole milli I'mma ride, I pull up in Philly shout out like Meek Milly Everybody know we pretty Shoutout Trayvon hoodie Everbody know we gettin' it, drop top in the winter Yea y'all n***a, f** y'all, where its at and we gettin' [?]