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Quentin Miller

Dirty Autotune

 

Dirty Autotune


[Quentin Miller:]
Yeah, ayy
Dirty autotune, it's a real genre, you know?
Yeah, ayy

Look who came through
Brought the drink, got the juice, got the boof
Look what just came through
I got the drink, got the juice, got the boof too
Yeah, you said "it's lit, come through"
Niggas always late 'cause niggas too cool
High as hell, high as stakes
Raise the stakes, make a move, we don't lose
We do not lose, we do not lose, we do not lose

[24hrs:]
24hrs through the radio
Ice cold, dead on the floor
Fucking on a California king
Magic City for the wonder wings
She said, "24 do your thing"
I bet they say you sound like The Dream
Let's keep the shit super accurate, yeah
Y'all know Quentin got all the hits, yeah
And 24 bought a big bag, pull up in a all-red jack'
Scorpio, that's a big time
She said she met me out with dollar sign
She want see me all the time

[Quentin Miller:]
Look who came through
Brought the drink, got the juice, got the boof
Look what just came through
I got the drink, got the juice, got the boof too
Yeah, you said "it's lit, come through"
Niggas always late 'cause niggas too cool
High as hell, high as stakes
Raise the stakes, make a move, we don't lose
We do not lose, we do not lose, we do not lose (Yeah, ayy)

24, Q on Nick, good as music gets
Polo coat for the blitz, the weather was bliss
When I'm on stage show me tits
Word to Dom, on my OPM shit
I'm with Twenty in my city, in my city
Might hit Follies, might hit Lenox, it's a Wednesday (Ayy, whoa)
Fuck my haters, make 'em mad, make 'em livid (Ayy, whoa)
You mad at me 'cause what you rap is what I'm living, yeah

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