Travis scott - Quintana

La Flame

Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn, she smoke my dope
Swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn, she smoke my dope
Swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope

Praise to the pope, bless you with this dope
Step into my world where we get ghost
'Cause in my mind we float (straight up)
Every time we step into 1OAK
They tweaking off the coke
Fuck I'm out my mind, I'm burning bread
So much lets have a toast
'Cause my niggas and mama know
If I wasn't here, nigga I'd be dead (straight up)
Now I'm in the building thinking billions counting millions, what a feeling
'Member when I never ever made shit? (Straight up)
Now me and my niggas rocking chains
And whipping slave ships
Now who the slave bitch? (Straight up)

Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn, she smoke my dope
Swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn, she smoke my dope
Swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope


Straight from the lair or Himalayas
I got more keys than the mayor, let's have a prayer (bless up)
Kelly Divine off in my pager, I'll hit her later
Dawn to dust I'm tryna to get made, I been up for days (straight up)
Damn, I'll never pop another pill, man, that shit is real
Girl, you know you fucking with La Flame, you know you know the drill
I reach to the heavens, Lord forgive me, I sin
May La Flame live forever, and always bring them in (straight up)

Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn, she smoke my dope
Swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the

Look, y'all niggas can't fuck with me
I've got a bunch of bitches tryna fuck with me
I'm unsociable with like most of them
'Cause I don't socialize where them suckers be
Lyrically I will demolish, this is the nail in the coffin, niggas is soft
Niggas remind me of nails at a spa, so under-polished, novices
They barkin' up the wrong tree (Double M)
Trust me if you with me then you goin' eat
I got them sweatin' like these bitches herein all day
And I'm off Atlantic, 2-1 rob 'em, bumbaclot, nigga
Not a P-O-K, I'm out for the VS, get lifted, few zips like a Steep Tech
Use piff, choice words for the loose girls, all mine's re-up, y'all regret
Don't worry 'bout my team, my team is set, don't worry 'bout T, it's in depth
When it come to the mothafuckin' C-notes
We should start us a mothafuckin' glee club, goddamn

La Flame, don't play no games
These niggas is lames
These niggas ain't lords, we the new lords
Lord
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)
Young sacrifice
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)

Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn, she smoke my dope
Swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn, she smoke my dope
Swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope

Writers: Jacques Webster , Anthony Kilhoffer , Shama Joseph , OLUBOWALE VICTOR AKINTIMEHIN

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