Quality Control Music - Interlude lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty & Offset] (Yeah yeah) Crib is dimensional, my b**h is seminal Orange Dickey suit like it’s Santa, I’m criminal Hundreds be indigo, b**hes identical Aim at the imbeciles (wooh wooh wooh) Yeah, f** up a check now, my family set now She gon’ have s** now Guap on his head in the split of a text now (uh) Twin twin turbo, drop top Benz rollin’ Beat from the back, leave her p**y look swollen f** plain gold, all my sh** fully frozen Keep talkin’ crazy, you gon’ get your sh** stolen (hoo hoo, hoo) I dropped a hundred on that all white Maybach, they said that it’s ready And the inside seats is red like spaghetti Bought a new chain, it’s platinum like machetes [Verse 2: Offset] (Offset) I showed my Patek so much, said it’s petty (petty) Get in that p**y, I beat it and shred it (beat) Roll up the backwood, the gas is unleaded (cookie) Talkin’ ’bout smoke but that chopper gon’ dead it (smoke) Subscribin’ the script to your b**h, give her meddies Pull up in that vert, watch me skrt like Andretti (skrt) We eat the beef, stack up the lettuce (hey) My mama keep having the Chanel fetish (mama) Yeah, we ain’t doin’ nothin’ for the clout (yeah) Catch a n***a down bad, we gon’ get your mouth (uh) Water my wrist and my neck make me drown (splash) I hit your b**h but I’m curving her now (curve) Shawty the action, the verb not a noun (verb) Slurpin’ so perfect, she burpin’ me now (slurp) Uh, it’s a perc in me now (perc) Surgery now, take the top off the Lam