Mediterranean (feat. Offset & Travis Scott)

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    [Offset]
    Ricky Racks

    That's a groupie, bye bitch
    Copped the coupe, that's my bitch
    We got sticks, we pop shit
    Look at these diamonds biting
    Freakazoid chain on lightning
    Wedding 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 (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 Phillipe, yeah
    Pop that seal, hop off on a Lear
    How I feel, my mama wrist on trill
    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

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    That's a groupie, bye bitch
    Copped the coupe, that's my bitch
    We got sticks, we pop shit
    Look at these diamonds biting
    Freakazoid chain on lightning
    Wedding 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

    [Travis Scott]
    (Yeah)
    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
    Forty clip make you do the forty yard dash (pew-pew)
    Don't you hold nothing back (alright)
    Rubberband 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

    [Offset]
    That's a groupie, bye bitch
    Copped the coupe, that's my bitch
    We got sticks, we pop shit
    Look at these diamonds biting
    Freakazoid chain on lightning
    Wedding 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

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    Composición: Ricky Racks, Quavo, Offset y Quality Control

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