Exotic (Feat. Lil Quill)
Yung Mal
3:05When I woke up, I had a 100 missed calls, text, message No, I can't talk and I don't wanna kick it (naw) I don't got time for chillin' You know I grind not get it (grind) I was in the valley with Billy (Billy) I made a diamond dirty many Might pull up eight diamonds I'm 30 deep with my niggas (gang) Neck full of diamonds I got the rock like I'm June (ice, ye) Give me a tool like I'm Bob The Builder (mhm) Racks that talk Every account, every stash getting filled Have you ever seen a hundred thou-blue hunid Bill's (huh) They say I'm Hollywood, I'm in the hills Got Forgiato all on my whip (shit) Just seen the scene my brother got killed (fuck) All y'all niggas wanna be like Mal Lil Quill Come to Zone 6 where that shit get too real Racks, bust in my pockets, I got to many bans that ain't fittin' (damn) Take her back stage, let her suck ten mins (ahh) Don't got much time for these bitches (no) I got this shit on lock like a pick (on lock) Got my own guap, never asked you for shit (rack) Yes, I got paid, for like a meet (ye) When I get bored then I might send a hit Rocking Dior, got your bitch on my dick Drip, and my wrist got a whole brick Hop in a foreign, do tricks Look at this shit We was so broke, I ain't think we would ever get fixed I turn this into a business Spending this money, I'm dizzy Switching my cars and all on 'em tinted Last night, I flew to Philly When I woke up, I had a 100 missed calls, text, message No, I can't talk and I don't wanna kick it (naw) I don't got time for chillin' You know I grind not get it (grind) I was in the valley with Billy (Billy) I made a diamond dirty many Might pull up eight diamonds I'm 30 deep with my niggas (gang) Neck full of diamonds I got the rock like I'm June (ice, ye) Give me a tool like I'm Bob The Builder (mhm) Racks that talk Every account, every stash getting filled Have you ever seen a hundred thou-blue hunid Bill's (huh) They say I'm Hollywood, I'm in the hills Got Forgiato all on my whip (shit) Just seen the scene my brother got killed (fuck) All y'all niggas wanna be like Mal Lil Quill Come to Zone 6 where that shit get too real Real, deal, holy, field (yeah) Bitch, I got drip like a oil spill Just think about if lil' plug was here (plug) I know he'll put them racks up to his ear Come from that script, I had to run up my chips TayTay show me loose lips ain't shit (damn) I bet that hoe leave when your bankroll skimp (fact) All these hoes working their lips Shoot at yo' crib, F&N give you a kiss We don't attempt, we don't miss Left 'em stankin' just like fish Niggas so broke, they don't even exist I ball for real, never been on the bench I hit and I pass her so quick (so quick) Not with the talk and shit Definitely ain't having no time to be texting When I woke up, I had a 100 missed calls, text, message No, I can't talk and I don't wanna kick it (naw) I don't got time for chillin' You know I grind not get it (grind) I was in the valley with Billy (Billy) I made a diamond dirty many Might pull up eight diamonds I'm 30 deep with my niggas (gang) Neck full of diamonds I got the rock like I'm June (ice, ye) Give me a tool like I'm Bob The Builder (mhm) Racks that talk Every account, every stash getting filled Have you ever seen a hundred thou-blue hunid Bill's (huh) They say I'm Hollywood, I'm in the hills Got Forgiato all on my whip (shit) Just seen the scene my brother got killed (fuck) All y'all niggas wanna be like Mal Lil Quill Come to Zone 6 where that shit get too real