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travis scott - quintana, pt. 2 lyrics

[intro]
finessin’, finessin’
i came up 100 bands a week, straight off finessin’
la flame

[verse 1]
walked in this b-tch, i just got through finessin’ designer (straight up)
oh my god it’s no rental, gold plated, no need to remind you
robbed my plug, that n-gg- wasn’t getting me higher (that dope)
oh no no, oh no no no no no no no
black on black as true religion (straight up)
this that sh-t that keep you geekin’ (bando)
i done f-cked me ’bout 5 bad b-tches just this morning
and i ain’t goin’ back unless they h-rny
oh no no, oh no no no no no no no
[hook]
(finessing, finessing) (straight up)
i can’t go one day without finessing (la flame)
(finessing, finessing) (bando)
i came up a hundred bands a week straight off finessing
straight up, straight up
i came up a hundred bands a week straight off finessing
been on that weed with my team
rolling with my team, yeah we all finessing

[verse 2: t.i.]
man here it go, fishcale, a1 perico
fill pj’s up with kilos, then sell it like it’s legal
everybody he know could have gotten hit with the rico
caught a couple of charges they was weak though
feds had to let him go in a week or so
still, still need the key to blow, whole heap of dough
ran the streets for so long, man the team was so on
d-mn it seem like so long ago, we had em in mexico
he tryna’ make a bet, three bricks more
the, people always run up on us in texas though
only by the grace of god they ain’t catch though
some lil young n-gg- with some big dreams
almost on the verge of doing some big things
tryna’ get a bird since he was sixteen
and now he playin’ ‘round with fifteen or more
you know a n-gg- love nice things
and the price in the hood is too frightening
them n-gg-s ain’t gon’ do the right thing
except for me to do my thing

[hook]
(finessing, finessing) (straight up)
i can’t go one day without finessing (la flame)
(finessing, finessing) (bando)
i came up a hundred bands a week straight off finessing
straight up, straight up
i came up a hundred bands a week straight off finessing
been on that weed with my team
rolling with my team, yeah we all finessin’

[outro]
tell me why she wanna leave me
she used me to get high
she used me to get higher, higher, higher
so tell me why she wanna leave me
ooh, ooh, oohh, ooh, ooh
(as the days go on, the southern region of our national anthem, the quest for la flame, this journey, it’s the last days)

- travis scott lyrics

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