Letra de 'Playlist' de Kid Quill

Aha, what's up?
Let's do it!

Been a minute but I'm back with that rap shit
The mixtape flow, you can find it on DatPiff
And everything I do, I do for real, ain't no practice
I don't dance in the booth but you know I be snapping
Hold up, yeah, I'm going ghost in the 'burbs
I get paid for my words, all my nouns and my verbs
These labels wanted a hit, I'll hit them right where it hurts
They said the radio don't like it when I curse
But fuck it, I'm coming right back, okay, you knew that I will
Got a sound, been around and they doubting me still
I used to be the kid in college that was busy with music
But fuck it, I done graduated dog and look what I'm doing

Okay, I think I found a song that you like
Yeah I found it on a blog last night
And it's new, it don't got a lot of views
So I'ma queue it up and I'ma show you what it sounds like

Okay, I ain't tryna drive, I'm tryna ride along
So give me your phone and let me play a few songs
And you ain't gotta know 'em, just fake it and play along
What else am I to do when I'm sitting shotgun, with you
Man I'm a shotgun DJ
Same song, replay
Big Pun, Outkast, 3 Stacks, Kanye
The radio ain't got a thing on a playlist
So thanks for letting me play this

Okay I grew up with 'Ye and I look up to Chance
I'm tryna listen to Thugger, just don't fuck up my plans
And if they want it, I've got it, I'm gon' meet they demands
I do whatever I want, you do whatever you can
Okay now go get your mans, I heard he been on the shits
I mean a few times' fine but he stay on the shits, oh yea
Okay, I'm so photogenic
I sent a selfie to your bitch with my homies all in it
Somebody take one
Okay, this shit ain't no regular
If it ain't 'bout business then don't hit up my cellular
I keep it close-knit, okay, I don't know what to tell you bruh
I know you got a jump start but I'm so far ahead of ya

I think I found a song that you like
Okay I found it on a blog last night
And it's new, it don't got a lot of views
But I'ma queue it up and I'ma show you what it sounds like

Okay, I ain't tryna drive, I'm tryna ride along
So give me your phone and let me play a few songs
And you ain't gotta know 'em, just fake it and play along
What else am I to do when I'm sitting shotgun, with you
Man I'm a shotgun DJ
Same song, replay
Big Pun, Outkast, 3 Stacks, Kanye
The radio ain't got a thing on a playlist
So thanks for letting me play this

Okay, can I get some T-Pain or some 50?
Can I get some Usher with some Jeezy?
Can I get some Ja Rule with some Chingy?
Baby, can I get a request? Yeah
Okay now can I get some Akon with some Nelly
A little bit of Shady and Weezy and R Kelly
I'll burn a whole CD for no one but you and me
And it's about time that we spin it, spin it, spin it

I wanna make love in this club, are you ready
(If you wanna go and take a ride with me)
You had a lot of crooks trying to steal your heart, never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out how to love
Nobody wanna see us together, but it don't matter, no
Baby girl, what's your name? Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drink
Ain't nobody dope as me; I'm just so fresh, so clean
(Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)
My heart falls down
If you wanna go and take a ride with me