Migos — .Wav Radio Freestyle

[Verse 1: Quavo] Ayy, 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', shit, pardon me My diamonds bitin', these bitches 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, fuckin' on you and I get in there Fuck 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 Nigga never been innocent, never told on myself (ha) Never ride wit Audi I get it, riding it Bad bitch out, hold on, hold on wait, (shoot out the roof) hold on wait I bought a 'Rari, cause I could skate, so I could skate (so you could skate?) I fuck your hoe, don't take her on dates, don't take her on dates (Know what I'm sayin?) Too much money I got rakes, rakes, takin' rates Everybody know its me, huncho yeah I'm the chief Runnin' from the police, uh So much gas I can't breathe (gas) So much gas I can't breathe (ohh) Look at my diamonds, oo, ice in my fuckin', oo Ice in my fuckin' piece, ice in my fuckin' chain Walk up in the fuckin' building yeah they know my fuckin' name (huncho) Make them scream the fuckin' gang Diamonds, you ain’t havin’ clout You niggas 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 on the bake Me and Cookie on a date [Verse 4: Takeoff] Me and Cookie on a date Tats up on my face Bad bitch, small waist I'm gon' nut on her face I'm gon' nut on that bitch face I'm gon' pop a perc I'm gon off my face No I can not feel my face Yeah yeah drank yeah 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 audemars Me and Molly, M&m's spending all m&ms Young nigga wanna win Kick door where I fit in Bad bitch 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 Fuckin' on a bitch, thot Got a milli on the watch [Verse 6: Takeoff] Fuckin on a bitch, thot Nigga 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) 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) Pull up on 'em and I drop 'em (the boogers) Bad bitch in a hotel room suckin' suckin' yeah she swallow Yeah that bitch gonna swallow Yeah that bitch gonna swallow [Break: Quavo] Hold on we change the beat up, change the beat partner Switch that motherucker up mane Switch that motherfucker up man Switch and swappin' Switch and swappin' We ain't floppin, you know what I mean Yeah, 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 fuckin' beat up (change the beat up) Gon' switch the fuckin' 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 bitch Coca-Cola Chirpin' on a damn Motorola (Brr) (BRR) Sippin' sippin' cold soda Out in the hood Blowing cash living good (what else) Eating on [?], eating your bitch on the wood Pockets so stuffed, nigga I'm locked in my club Out on Christmas, feeding homeless giving goods (yeah) Rockin' a bub, niggas moving in a rush Blowing kush on the bus Niggas like blowin' dust Sippin' on act you drink tuss (Act) Niggas like me in a rush (Actavis) Niggas like me go and gush (Actavis) We old collecting the rust (lean) Throwing cash got dust, nigga don't fuss Momma told me don't you cuss, up bitch shut Hit a bitch in her butt, then I be up [Verse 8: Quavo] Then he pass the bitch to Quavo, then I'mma pipe the bitch up Runnin' round the whole city, niggas sayin' pop a bitty Bad bitches fuckin' wit me, I told that bitch show them titties (titties) Young nigga I'mma get it, money stackin' to the ceiling I'mma stack a whole fifty, I'mma stack a whole milli (stack it up) I'mma ride, Iʻll pull up in Philly say “Hi” to Meek Milly Everybody know we pretty Shoutout Trayvon hoodie Everbody know we gettin' it, drop top in the winter Yea y'all nigga, fuck y'all, where its at and we gettin' it