How You Want It Lyrics - French Montana

We always do it Fraud. You know sometimes you gotta take that risk, you know? If you make it, you hit the jackpot. And if you miss, nigga, know to never do that stupid ass shit again. HAAAAAN! Montana 

I swear to God, when I die, go and bury me in linen 

I was high in that courthouse when Max got sentenced 

I was blind when them niggas switched on me for them pennies 

I was ridin' 'til he shot me on the corner, left me skinny 

Shock for 8 weeks, lie in their sheets 

Now I menage with their freaks 

12 cars, 8 Jeeps, Skydwellers, APs 

Roses, ferocious, keep God the closest 

Where it's crimes it's roaches, where there's corpses, it's vultures 

What you seek is seekin' you, baby don't leave 

I'm leavin' you, play for keeps, keepin' you arm length 

Park bench, now we buy the whole park 

Hampshire with the golf cart 

Keep the streets, buy the whole chart 

This shit is all tough, you can't curve the picture 

These birds'll get yah 

Hundred chains, three furs 

Wack bitch, the nerve of you 

Honor before the comma 

Walkin' drama with open arms, coke boy, peep the lineup 

I'm talkin' Tango and Cash, hit the bank, no mass 

Out the freezer, cold cash, put Grammy winners in cabs 

Never happens twice, gotta take a chance 

Never ends, never starts, got cars that never start 

No plan B, can't sleep, my mind racin' 

'Round paper, put it underground, build the foundation 

Never worry 'bout the shit you gotta lose 

Worry 'bout the shit you gotta gain, nigga I done lost my brain 

Paint you another sky 

Could sing you a lullaby 

Flowers never bloom, baby 

Wish I never knew you, baby 

Came out the concrete 

Straight to the money 

Kept it 100 

Now tell me how you want it 

Tell me how you want it, darling 

Tell me how you want it, darling 

Bottom to the top 

Then top to the bottom with my dawg 

We gon' toss it out 

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I done came from the bottom 

They done fucked up and shot him 

Now I can't stay sober 

You thought it should be over 

Go hard with it's our time 

Come a little closer 

Try to stop us, no sir 

Try to stop us, no sir 

We in the lead 

Drinkin' 'Roc, smokin' weed 

What's your promise? Never leave me 

My headhunters can't believe it 

White mink, drop when the hoes on it 

Whole team hot when it's cold 

Big body, 6 clean 

She pop molly, I'm sippin' lean 

Every time I look, I see a nigga hate 

Every time he turn, I see there's bitches waitin' 

Pull up in that Aston with no mileage 

Pull up like a dealer, baby, no wallet