Interview Lyrics - Quality Control

They say that nigga that don't talk much 

Is that nigga that having them large bucks 

We gotta make sure we hit first 

No more drive-bys, we do walk-ups 

We on top, ain't no runner up 

Come on our side, tape and chalk up 

Look like I just robbed the bank, all this money 

I'm just tryna fill my vault up 

Don't ask me no questions in no more interviews 

'Cause I don't really like to talk much (nah) 

Not that I don't know how to speak 

It's you just ain't paying me enough to talk much (nah) 

Not paying attention to tweets 

'Cause if I look at em I'll wanna off somethin' 

On Instagram flexing Phillipe 

Like you the first, but I been bought one 

Ain't posting no drank on the Internet 

But I be drinking codeine when that drought come (lean) 

She said that she from Puerto Rico 

But after that head, I asked where that mouth from (swear) 

I knew that was the outcome (outcome) 

Ask me where I get my style from (style from) 

Sherbert cookies in the wild room (cookie) 

China plug out in Taiwan 

Nawfside where I come from (Nawfside) 

Cuban link on top of tennis bracelet 

Another Cuban link, that's on the right arm 

My niggas don't do no talking 

They eyeing them niggas to see what they on (eye) 

With fashion I'm wildin', must have a stylist 

Way that I put that shit on 

Pull up I'm dropping the top on a don (Rolls) 

Wrist glis' bitch, broke bitch need a fix 

Paranoid, watching cameras, take a shit with my stick (brrt) 

Off the jet to my shows, back on jets with your bitch 

She get wet, out them clothes, give her dick and that's it (smash) 

They say that nigga that don't talk much 

Is that nigga that having them large bucks 

We gotta make sure we hit first 

No more drive-bys, we do walk-ups 

We on top, ain't no runner up 

Come on our side, tape and chalk up 

Look like I just robbed the bank, all this money 

I'm just tryna fill my vault up 

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I make a hundred thousand on an accident (accident) 

Pushing weight, my pockets masculine (uh) 

Ain't no nigga running up and snatching shit (nah) 

I was hoping not to have to whack a bitch (whack) 

I just paid 500K for the whip (racks) 

I just paid 100K for the wrist (woo) 

Clarity, wedding band rings on my fist 

It's a charity, giving out dick to your bitch 

Bigger faces got me dripping lately (woo) 

The chopper working whats the bitch-uation 

Mansion gated, gang affiliated 

Trappin' the bomb, I had detonated 

I stand in the pot, make it incubated (stand in that) 

Bought a plain watch, I didn't want the glacier (plain) 

Hop on that jet, Gucci aviators (aviators) 

300 deep ain't no gladiators (gladiators) 

Got a big bank in my vault (vault) 

Sharpshooters on the roof 

It's a hole in one nigga like golf (boom) 

Niggas out here throwing salt 

I let the money go talk (money) 

I'm rich, you can see what I bought (yeah) 

I'm on Saturn I'm sipping on cough (mud) 

Cook the batter then send the work off (woo woo) 

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They say that nigga that don't talk much 

Is that nigga that having them large bucks 

We gotta make sure we hit first 

No more drive-bys, we do walk-ups 

We on top, ain't no runner up 

Come on our side, tape and chalk up 

Look like I just robbed the bank, all this money 

I'm just tryna fill my vault up