yung mal & lil quill – radio lyrics
[chorus: lil quill]
i just pulled up in the foreign, sh-t don’t even play the radio
bad b-tch with me, she know i don’t play the radio
get the bag and count it up, then we split it like pistachios
i’ma thumb through the sh-t and spend it, then i’ma go make some more
money look like aquafina, we don’t do subpoenas
your ho called, she said she wanna suck my p-n-s
i get high like venus
the model way, i’m headed straight to neimans
ship that sh-t, the vvs’s on my neck it came from fiji
wet just like pacific
we don’t beef we just gon’ push up with extensions
[verse 1: yung mal]
we got racks and we ain’t never going back
that’s all you need to know
safe deposit box, i dig ahole
in my shoebox where them racks gon’ go
i do a show, we get the backend
split it up just like pistachios
now that i’m rich them haters falling back to back
just like some dominos
i just pulled up in a foreign, sh-t don’t even play the radio
got my shooters with me, no radio, they just spaghetti-o
b-tch i thumb through these racks, i thumb through it
then i make some more
i got vvs’s on my neck and aquafina, b-tch you know it
[chorus: lil quill]
i just pulled up in the foreign, sh-t don’t even play the radio
bad b-tch with me, she know i don’t play the radio
get the bag and count it up, then we split it like pistachios
i’ma thumb through the sh-t and spend it, then i’ma go make some more
money look like aquafina, we don’t do subpoenas
your ho called, she said she wanna suck my p-n-s
i get high like venus
the model way, i’m headed straight to neimans
ship that sh-t, the vvs’s on my neck it came from fiji
wet just like pacific
we don’t beef we just gon’ push up with extensions
[verse 2: lil quill]
we not beefing, we not tweeting, we gon’ pull up with extensions
we’re not meeting, just make sure that when you see me that you have it on you
i’m og, i give my young n-ggas the knowledge, tell ’em get the money
call white girl c, i get the head, hit from the back but you can’t call me honey
bust ’em down just to get a nut, call me pistachio
hundred round aiming at your fitted, you play with my dough
i’m in town, swerving in the foreign like where my radio?
bust down on my neck and wrist, it look just like some snow
[chorus: lil quill]
i just pulled up in the foreign, sh-t don’t even play the radio
bad b-tch with me, she know i don’t play the radio
get the bag and count it up, then we split it like pistachios
i’ma thumb through the sh-t and spend it, then i’ma go make some more
money look like aquafina, we don’t do subpoenas
your ho called, she said she wanna suck my p-n-s
i get high like venus
the model way, i’m headed straight to neimans
ship that sh-t, the vvs’s on my neck it came from fiji
wet just like pacific
we don’t beef we just gon’ push up with extensions
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