Quintana

[Intro]

Shit, I got like—

La Flame, La Flame

[Chorus: Travis Scott]

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

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]

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, let's have a toast

'Cause my niggas and momma 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

Remember when I never ever made shit? (Straight up)

Now me and my niggas rocking chains (Straight up) and whipping slave ships

Now who the slave, bitch? (Straight up)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]

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

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]

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 dusk, I'm tryna 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 fuckin' with La Flame

You know you know the drill (La Flame)

I reach to the heavens, Lord, forgive me, I sin

May La Flame live forever, and always bring 'em in

[Chorus: Travis Scott]

Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana

Damn, she smoke my dope

Swear to God we go Rambo

If you disrespect the dope

[Verse 3: Wale & Travis Scott]

Look, y'all niggas can't fuck with me

I've got a bunch of bitches tryna fuck with me (Yeah)

I'm unsociable with like most of them

'Cause I don't socialize where them suckers be (Nope)

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 (You goin' eat)

I got them sweatin' like these bitches hearin' all day

And I'm off Atlantic, 2-1 rob 'em, bumbaclot, nigga

Not a P-O-K, I'm out for the VS (Yeah)

Get lifted, few zips like a Steep Tech (Yeah)

Use piff, short words for the loose girls (Yeah)

All mine's re-up, y'all regret (Yeah)

Don't worry 'bout my team, my team is set (Yeah, nigga)

Don't worry 'bout T, it's in-depth (Straight up)

When it comes to the mothafuckin' C-notes

We'll start us a mothafuckin' glee club

Goddamn

[Bridge: A$AP Bari & Travis Scott]

La Flame, don't play no games

These niggas is lames

These niggas ain't lords, we the new lords

Lord, self-sacrifice

Mercy me, oh, mercy me

Mercy me, oh, mercy me

Mercy me, oh, mercy me

Mercy me, oh, mercy me

Mercy me

[Chorus: Travis Scott]

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