Lyrics:
French Montana
Became the scene of a mass shooting
That's right, right now the feds are involved, the ATF, the U.S. Marshals
As authorities are
tints
Mink under the sink
Spoke French in Montana, we played in the wind
Fly n***as don't die, they grow out their wings
The nose on that thing
Long like
One day, it's a hit like I'm Montana, French or Hannah
Ample amps up in my Macbook Pro
Think Fast, write slow
Back when it was touch and go
Had me
Fuckin' the money up
Feel like I ain't done enough
Come get your bitch back
I sent her to DR for tummy tuck
(Right Now Sound)
(Hitmaka)
(Tay
and the same
I like the thought of hot revolution with a flame on the knife
Just like the French did back in the day
And when the people wake from their slumber
Montana
You know, I'm like yeah
Nice P, you know
What up P?
(Skateboard)
La Musica de Harry Fraud
When I pull up they notice me
Come
Back and forth
Lets do it
What you want to hear?
I want to hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr. Mr.
Scarface
Some of that
Pour that shit, we lit
Don't do it half, all in
Collecting the bag, I done got me an M
Speaking exotic, she French
She not alone, she done slid with her
Yes this shits sown
Like a microphone that's chrome all alone in your home
Definitely straight to your dome
KRS-One, come back in digital, digital,
of running
Should I tell your mama that you'll come
But I'm stuck up in the mountains
Everything's turned out alright
I'm just Indiana dreaming
On a cold
The vow that keeps me from you i cannot undo
I'm lost
Lost in a fantasy that can't come true
If I could only dream this world away
I'd awake in your arms
I
Ayo, Trina! You ready?
Ayy, Nic'! Let's get 'em! Yeah
Light the blunt
This is for French Montana, Tory Lanez and friends
J. Harden, and you,
It's the dippy dippy don, now you heard that
Let's take it back, where the original Tim the bird at?
I got shit here to make you down on twelve-pack
havin that, I ain't havin that)
U.S. marshalls at my crib tryin ta take me back fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
We could take it
Baghdad
Come through with a black flag and Supreme Vans, the Half Cabs
Bitches on that Pad-ad, fuck her with her fat ass
I get-gets my dick licked, my
Ooo
I don't wanna go back to being in debt
I don't like the way that we ended it off, know I'm holding regret
I can admit that I slept, but honestly
bringing down the door
Man they searching for that cocaina
Now my boy is deported back to Punta Cana
Yea, though they try to set me up like hurricane
I
my name, what the fuck
I got stitched up and went through
Left the hospital that same night, what
Got my gat back, time to backtrack
I had the drop
And shake your hips
(HIPS)
And grab my dxck
Turn around let me see that ass
Oooh let me get a grip
(OH GOD)
How does it feel to be fxcked by a real nxgga
bitch put a ring back on, Montana
Come on, come on, girl why you frontin'?
Baby show me something
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that
french
Word to montana
She sittin on my lap i am not santa
Ion call hoes who aint got manners
Ion even call this shit hotlanta
Do my dirt in the private
havin that, I ain't havin that)
U.S. marshalls at my crib tryin ta take me back fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
We could take it
into you
Back into you
Oh
You make me feel so warm
So warm
I am so warm
When you are around
He says it's creme de la creme
I agree
My baby speaks French
with no standards but I’m the main resource that come feed these animals
Streets my mama codeine my Nanna bag on me I’m the Crip Santa they won’t my
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