Mediterranean

[Intro]

(Ricky Racks)

[Chorus: Offset]

That's a groupie, bye, bitch

Copped the coupe, that's my bitch

We got sticks, we pop shit

Look at these diamonds bitin'

Freakazoid chain on lightnin'

Weddin' band rings ain't wife shit, uh

Nigga we'll bomb shit, ISIS

.47 at the end, where the knife is

Brick and a half, where the pipe is, uh

Jetway, runway with the big face

SK, gunplay, get a temp' fade

Migo gang, Nawfside, yeah, the gang way, ayy (Offset)

[Verse 1: Offset]

I gotta tell the truth

I was expected to lose

I had to pay my dues, yeah

All of these chains on me

I brought the gang with me

Put on the plain Philippe, yeah

Pop that seal, hop off on a Lear

How I feel, my mama wrist on chill

Watch your daughter before she disappear

'Cause I'm her father, I take care all my kids

Splurge on 'em, look at them curbs on 'em

Swerve the corners, she callin' it spur of the moment

Packin' the shit, packin' the, packin' the dick in the bitch

Oh, that is your bitch, I do not wanna just hit on her, leave

You niggas be talkin' like bitches, it's pitiful, pitiful, makin' me sick

We pull out these choppers, start poppin', need critical, critter not makin' it's trip

I, wrap up a brick like a gift and I send it delivered

Oh, you gotta survive, you lie, you live in the field

No, no nigga alive can scare me, God is my shield

Rode around the Nawfside givin' out hundreds of bills

Some of my soldiers ain't survive, I never thought niggas be killed

Look at my shows, my fans are live, the thrill is givin' me chills

[Chorus: Offset & Travis Scott]

That's a groupie, bye, bitch

Copped the coupe, that's my bitch

We got sticks, we pop shit

Look at these diamonds bitin'

Freakazoid chain on lightnin'

Weddin' band rings ain't wife shit, uh

Nigga we'll bomb shit, ISIS

.47 at the end, where the knife is

Brick and a half, where the pipe is, uh

Jetway, runway with the big face

SK, gunplay, get a temp' fade

Migo gang, Nawfside, yeah, the gang way, ayy (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott & Offset]

On the road, chocolate thunder, big rocks, royal rumble, turned her out to a runner, yeah (Alright)

Jumpin' out of the jungle, bring 'em in by the bundles, goin' in for the summer, hey

Wallet change like the cash

.40 clip, make you do the forty-yard dash (Pew-pew)

Don't you hold nothin' back (Alright)

Rubber band, pop it, make you pop the whole ass, yeah

Make me relocate (Straight up), told me, "Do not play", I do

Sonic wildin' (Yeah), time to dive in (Yeah)

Backyard of the woods, gotta drive in

Butterfly, the doors and you dive in

[Chorus: Offset]

That's a groupie, bye, bitch

Copped the coupe, that's my bitch

We got sticks, we pop shit

Look at these diamonds bitin'

Freakazoid chain on lightnin'

Weddin' band rings ain't wife shit, uh

Nigga we'll bomb shit, ISIS

.47 at the end, where the knife is

Brick and a half, where the pipe is, uh

Jetway, runway with the big face

SK, gunplay, get a temp' fade

Migo gang, Nawfside, yeah, the gang way, ayy