Migos - .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
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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 [?] 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 [?]
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 butt, 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' [?]

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