QUINTANA PT. 2 (Live) Travis Scott

[Intro]
Yeah
I'm finessin', finessin' (Straight up)
I came up a hundred bands a week, straight up finessin'
La Flame (Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, what?

[Verse 1]
Walked in this bitch, I just got through finessin' designer (Straight up)
Oh my God, it's no rental, gold plated, no need to remind you
Robbed my plug, that nigga wasn't getting me high (That dope)
Oh no-no, oh no-no-no-no-no-no-no
Stack on black as True Religion (Straight up)
This that shit that keep you geekin' (That dope)
I done fucked me 'round five bad bitches this morning (La Flame, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, you back the fuck up, hey, back the fuck up)
And I ain't goin' back unless they horny (Oh no)
Oh no-no, oh no-no-no-no-no-no-no

[Chorus]
Finessin', finessin' (Straight up)
I can't go one day without finessin' (Yeah, La Flame, what the fuck?)
Finessin', finessin' (Yeah, that dope)
I came up a hundred (Straight up, straight up)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go, CHASE B, yeah
Yeah