Lose It Lyrics - French Montana

What's Gucci my nigga? What's Louis my killa? 

French Montana, Kanye West & (Lil Wayne) 

I feel like I can't follow in nobody footstep 

Getting GuWop 

(You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my nigga) 

Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills, young nigga 

Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young nigga 

I think I'm 'bout to lose it man 

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane 

In the trap still countin' change 

Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame 

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane 

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane 

On the choppa rant, on the choppa rant 

Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop 

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Still-a in that trap getting GuWop 

Out the sewer, now my crib the size of Cuba 

I be riding around with that blocka 

We them Brick Squad, ask Flocka 

Versace shit, Silk The Shocker 

Coulda been San Quentin on lock 

But I two'd up that ghost 

I stack two floors that loaf 

I be floor seats by that coach, I be fight seats by that rope 

Lately so sick I could vomit, Gin with no tonic 

Cheat on my bitch, you know I'm dishonest 

But I'm just a product of my environment 

Young nigga, young nigga 

Pop pills, make mills young nigga 

Got wrist, stay trill young nigga 

Still talking that, still young nigga 

And I ain't ever lose the chain 

And shawty head stupid man 

I think I'm 'bout to lose it man 

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane 

In the trap still countin' change 

Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame 

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane 

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane 

On the choppa rant, on the choppa rant 

Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop 

Get down or lay down 

Shoot everything up but a school or a playground 

Run shit like a Greyhound 

I'm in here, now who let the Devil in? 

I ain't been taking my medicine 

My trigger finger ain't never been hesitant 

I am your ruler, no measurements 

You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my nigga 

Cash Money 'til I die, even if I go broke, I still wouldn't beg to differ 

I'm off papers, I heart paper 

No sharp paper, better get the point 

'Cause I'm point-shaven with a sharp razor 

Get buck like a horse stable 

Too street smart, I'm a geek, I put my niggas on they feet 

So if we fall it be that lean, that make a nigga fall asleep 

I can't see none of you niggas, and I can see the future man 

Where you going? I'm 'bout to go Tunechi man 

I think I'm 'bout to lose it man 

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane 

In the trap still countin' change 

Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame 

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane 

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane 

On the choppa rant, on the choppa rant 

Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop 

Getting GuWop 

(You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my nigga) 

Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills, young nigga 

Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young nigga