a ap bari
quintana
lyrics

[Hook]

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: Travi$ Scott]

Praise to the pope, bless you with this dope

Step into my world where we get ghost, cause in my mind we float

Everytime we step into 1oak, they tweaking off the coke

f** I'm out my mind, I'm burning bread so much lets have a toast

My n***as and momma know that if I wasn't here, n***a I'd be dead

Now I'm in the building thinking billions counting millions, what a feeling

'Member when I never ever made sh**?

Now me and my n***as rocking chains and whipping slave ships

Now who the slave b**h?

[Hook]

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: Travi$ Scott]

Straight from the lair or Himalayas

I got more keys than the mayor, let's have a prayer

Kelly Divine off in my pager, I'll hit her later

Dawn to dusk I'm trying to get made, I been up for days

Damn I'll never pop another pill, man that sh** is real

Girl you know you f**ing 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 'em in

[Hook]

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]

Look, y'all n***as can't f** with me

I've got a bunch of b**hes tryna f** with me

I'm unsociable with like most of them

Cause I don't socialize with them s**ers, see?

Lyrically I will demolish

This is the nail in the coffin, n***as is soft

n***as 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 b**hes herein all day

And I'm off Atlantic, 2-1 rob 'em, bumbaclot, n***a

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

Get lifted, few zips like a Steep Tech

Use piff, short 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 comes to the mothaf**in' c-notes)

We'll start us a mothaf**in' glee club

God damn...

[Bridge: A$AP Bari]

La Flame, don't play no games

These n***as is lames

These n***as ain't lords, we the new lords

Lord

(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)

(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)

(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)

(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)

[Hook]

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