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Mediterranean

(álbum: Quality Control: Control The Streets Vol 1 - 2017)


[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
Jet way, runway with the big face
SK, gun play, 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 calling it spur of the moment
Packing the shit, packing the, packing the dick in the bitch
Oh, that is your bitch, I do not wanna just hit on her, leave
You niggas be talking like bitches, it's pitiful, pitiful, making me sick
We pull out these choppers, start popping, need critical, critter not making 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 giving 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 giving me chills

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
Jet way, runway with the big face
SK, gun play, get a temp fade
Migo gang, Nawfside, yeah the gang way

[Travis Scott:]
On the road, chocolate thunder, big rocks, royal rumble
Turned her out to a runner, yeah (alright)
Jumping out of the jungle, bring 'em in by the bundle
Going in for the summer, hey
Wallet change like the cash
Forty clip make you do the forty yard dash
Don't you hold nothing back (alright)
Rubber band pop it, make you pop the whole ass, yeah
Make me relocate (straight up)
Told me do not play, I do
Sonic wilding, 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
Jet way, runway with the big face
SK, gun play, get a temp fade
Migo gang, Nawfside, yeah the gang way

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