[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:] 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 in 2-1-0, they tweeking off the coke Fuck I’m out my mind, I’m burning bread so much lets have a toast My niggas and momma know that if I wasn’t here, nigga I’d be dead Now I’m in the building thinking billions counting millions, what a feeling Remember when I never, ever made shit Now me and my niggas rocking chains and them suede s***s Now who the slave, bitch?
[Verse 2:] Straight from the lair or Himalayas I got more keys than the mayor, let’s have a prayer So devine, I put my pager, eye of the later Dawn to dusk I’m trying to get made, I been up for days Damn I’ll never pop another pill, man that shit is real Girl you know you fuckin’ 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 (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] God, niggas can’t fuck with me I’ve got a bunch of bitches tryna fuck with me I’m unsociable with like most of them ‘Cause I don’t socialize with them suckers, man Normally, I’m with them mollies This is the nail in the coffin, niggas is soft Niggas remind me of nails at a spa So under-polished, novices They barkin’ up the wrong tree Never let me be, trust me If you with me, then you goin’ H I got them sweatin’ like these bitches herein all day And I’m off Atlantic, 2-1 rob ‘em, bumbaclot, nigga Not a P-O-K, I’m out for the vs Get lifted, few zips like a c-check 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 come to the ma’fuckin’ c-notes We starters, it’s the ma’fuckin’ glee club, goddamn
[Bridge:] La Flame, don’t play no games These niggas is lames This niggas ain’t lords, we the new lords (Mercy me, oh, mercy me) (Mercy me, oh, mercy me) (Mercy me, oh, mercy me)