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French Montana

Genres: Hip-Hop

Ready/intro Lyrics - French Montana

Yeah 

I'm not a fool 

I just love that you're dead inside 

I'm not a fool 

I just love that you're dead inside 

I'm lifeless, haha 

Haan, yeah 

 

When I got the spaceship 

Chop the top off, got the brain out 

Smoke and drink, take her to the crib what the brain bout? 

All my niggas playin', we ain't talkin' what that bread bout 

Smokin' medication, got my bread right 

Niggas try to stop us, we ain't gon' let 'em 

Bitches try to trap us, we ain't gon' let 'em 

Man we just get ready 

Haah, we just get ready 

 

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Talk about bread, God damn, got a whole lot 

Said Pray to the one then niggas get to ball out 

God damn, watch the ball work 

Got rich, put 'em on work 

Finish last nigga, ball first 

Now curve bitches cold turkey 

In the game nigga, no mercy 

For the weak niggas 

You feeling froggy than leap nigga! 

Shoot the shepherd and the sheep nigga 

From my head to my feet nigga 

Countin' millions before while I sleep nigga 

High school to the league nigga 

Pull up on them hoes, watch it fall out 

'Rari sittin' low, gotta crawl out 

If that pussy wet, never pull out 

If that pussy good, buy the mall out 

Sittin' court side in my court case 

Drinkin' lean, poppin' pills, heart racin' 

Velvet rope, blue dot, all Ace 

36 O's, foundation 

Word around town, I'm the man nigga 

Breakin' down work to the grams nigga 

Whip it in the Pan nigga 

Gettin' money with the fam nigga 

 

When I got the spaceship 

Chop the top off, got the brain out 

Smoke and drink, take her to the crib what the brain bout? 

All my niggas playin', we ain't talkin' what that bread bout 

Smokin' medication, got my bread right 

Niggas try to stop us, we ain't gon' let 'em 

Bitches try to trap us, we ain't gon' let 'em 

Man we just get ready 

Haah, we just get ready 

 

Aye, young nigga from the trap, bitch can't trap me 

Young cold nigga get money like an athlete 

Now I'm straight like 12:30 

Pussy clean, baby talk dirty 

Need the work nigga, call early 

Rap game sabotage and we gon' burn it 

Nigga cold murder 

And I'm comin' for ya head nigga 

And I did what I said nigga 

Mine get it how I live nigga 

Go playin' with the bread nigga 

I blow off your dread nigga 

Get the hoes sprayin' nigga 

From the bottom it was all I 

Told your whole story, it was all lies 

Drink and smoke till I fall out 

Thought he get the bread and it's all out 

Nah nigga, jumped in the fire nigga 

Still ridin' with the fire nigga 

Countin' money, gettin' high nigga 

Praise due to the high nigga 

But my niggas on set, I can die nigga 

Started from the block nigga 

I done earned my spot nigga 

From the bottom, couldn't see the top nigga 

Coke Boy non-stop nigga 

 

When I got the spaceship 

Chop the top off, got the brain out 

Smoke and drink, take her to the crib what the brain bout? 

All my niggas playin', we ain't talkin' what that bread bout 

Smokin' medication, got my bread right 

Niggas try to stop us, we ain't gon' let 'em 

Bitches try to trap us, we ain't gon' let 'em 

Man we just get ready 

Haah, we just get ready 

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