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travis scott - quintana (remix) lyrics

[chorus: travis scott]
straight from mexico, call her quintana
d-mn she smoke my dope
swear to god we go rambo
if you disrespect the dope
straight from mexico, call her quintana
d-mn she smoke my dope
swear to god we go rambo
if you disrespect the dope

[verse 1: quavo]
my b-tch she bad, she foreign, she cookin’, she trappin’, quintana
but if she smoke my dope, i’mma hang her on a rope
she naked, she cooking the c0ke, put it on a boat
the gas is coming from mexico, rambo
come with a plug with the pounds and bowl
these hoes cannot take my soul
my n-ggas be hitting them juugs and l!cks
my n-gga be flippin’ the bricks
excuse me, i take a sh-t
skrrt, i juggled a chick
i pull up in jags and rovers and benzes
my n-gga we trappin’, we rich

[verse 2: takeoff]
call it quintana i got a b-tch cooking madonna she look like rihanna
got flavors like i’m w-lly wonka, no tarzan i trap in the jungle
i’m whippin’ and whippin’ and flippin’ and flippin’
i’m in the kitchen cookin’ infants
the twins i’m whippin, mary and ashely
got my jar smellin’ like chitlins
my n-ggas we vicious no sid
i’m bustin’ i’m strapped and i’m billy the kid.”
and i’m sippin’ on lean, two cups no lid
what you rap about i did
forgive for sinning, i talk to the lord i know what i did but i was a kid
young rich n-gga, i set the trend
talkin’ bout benjamins, then i want in

[bridge: a$ap bari & travis scott]
la flame, don’t play no games
these n-ggas is lames
these n-ggas ain’t lords, we the new lords
mercy me, oh, mercy me
mercy me, oh, mercy me
mercy me, oh, mercy me

- travis scott lyrics

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