Travis Scott (Travi$ Scott) - .Wav Radio Freestyle On Beats 1 lyrics

[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', pardon me My diamonds bitin', these b**hes fightin' No I'm not fighting Chopper, 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 that 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 (woah) [Takeoff] Get in there, get in there, get in there Get in there, swimwear, and I get in there 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 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 Hold on wait I bought a rari, so I could skate (so you could skate?) I f** your hoe, don't take her on dates Too much money I got rates, 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 piece, ice in my chain Walk up in the building yeah they know my f**in' name (huncho) Make them [?] the game Diamonds swang heavy metal You n***as ain't havin' clout, what the hell you talkin' bout Spray ya, then it 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) Tats 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 [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 top tell her get in Everybody know we winnin' Double cup sip it Hennessy I don't sip it, lemme take another shot f**in' on a b**h, thot Got a milli on a watch [Takeoff] f**in on a thot, runnin' from the cops Yeah I got a half a pop, hundred rounds gettin' popped We ain't never finish shop Hundred bags in the shop (the bags) Hundred bags in the shop (the bags) Gone gone go on' cop You know I pull up on you Pull up on if 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 (Quavo: hold on change the beat up switch that motherucker up mane switch that motherf**er up switch and swappin' we ain't floppin, nah mean) [beatswitch] [Quavo] Float on it, I'mma float on it Bricks on a boat Change the beat up, change the beat up [Travis Scott] Before you change that beat up Let em get a La Flame feature Bout to pull up in a heater Pull up in two seater Bun B, smokin' on cookie tree Smoking on [?] on my feet 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 good, eating your b**h on the wood Pockets so stuffed, I'm locked in my [?] On Christmas, feeding the homeless giving goods (yeah) Rockin' a bub, n***as moving in a rush Blowing kush on the bus You don't live like us Sippin' on act you drink tuss (Act) Actavis ? we in a rush We old collecting the rust (lean) Throwing cash got the dust, n***a don't fuss Momma told me don't you cuss, b**h shut Hit a b**h in her bu*t, then I be up Then pa** the b**h to Quavo, then I'mma pipe the b**h up [Quavo] Runnin' round the whole city, [?] pop a bitty Bad b**h f**in' wit me, I told that b**h show some titties Young n***a I'mma get it, money stackin' to the cieling I'mma stack a whole fifty, I'mma stack a whole milli I'mma ride, I pull up, feelin' like Meek Milly Everybody know we [?] Shoutout Trayvon hoodie Everybody know we gettin' it, drop top in the winter