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French Montana

Genres: Hip-Hop

Soulful Lyrics - French Montana

Shinin like a star with a pass to lunar 

If I catch a charge I'mma Martha Stewart 

Married to the money like my momma Jewish 

She was prayin to Mohammed I was buyin Louis 

I should've been in the mausoleum 

Now them niggas packin up the coliseum 

And them fuck niggas I don't wanna be em 

Magnifying glass still couldn't see em 

Coke Boy BMF, 30 Meeches 

Forfeiture, chop you up 30 pieces 

Young fly niggas talkin 30 Visas 

Your new car cost me 'bout 30 sneakers 

If money talk I speak about 10 languages 

I'm talkin heavy armor, heavy ammunition 

I be higher than rockstar Plink Floyd haaaaaaan 

Im talking Peter Frampton, Coke Boy 

 

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Bank account full of blood money 

Hublot off of drug money 

And it was all for the love of it 

I stood and faced the music, I ain't run from it 

From the flow i get towed up 

Might be worth it, just go up 

Off purp I get soda 

You can come in here, so what? 

I get thrown in, we show up 

I get straight to the bucket, left them hoes on the doughnut 

Smoking straight to the grain, I done shake up yo frame 

Pockets strong like cocaine, playin Saddam Hussein 

Go ahead, go go go go ahead 

Murder one, code red 

They dont wanna go there, night night drop it here 

From the jail straight to the money 

I be bangin the hunnits, white bitch with an onion 

Packed house out in London, Coke Boys, yea we run it 

I done practice all winter, just a ball in the summer 

Boy 

 

Only real niggas here to die 

They don't want me alive 

They dont want my gangsta ways, judge told me 2 to life 

Niggas left me out to drive, only real niggas ride 

Fake as fuck get out of here, hooked up with French took off this year 

My city murder rate was zoom 

Bands around me like a hoop 

Bad influence growing up, told my mama I'mma shooter 

Told her I refuse to lose her 

That's why I stuck to music 

First hunnit k i move it 

Get another hunnit k lets move it 

News on, BBC 

They want me too nigga 

I raised my eyes still like ain't that with no tool nigga 

That's right, they got me slow though 

Can't do no group nigga 

Still till this day no one can say i turned new nigga 

Okay I feel much better 

I'm glad I made it 

Coke Boy with my boys 

We affiliate it 

I used to look up to niggas and now they hate it 

They waitin on my downfall, keep waitin 

 

Tell em keep waitin 

Shit real 

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