Lyrics French Montana

French Montana

Intro

And I had a dream

About my old school

And she was there all pink and gold and glittery

I threw my arms around her legs

(This the intro!)

Came to me, came to me…

Welcome in your dream

Turn a rich nigga nightmare

Check, Montana, cheese, flip, drink ten

Montana!

There they go

Can’t fuck with us man

We the hottest in the game, how I feel

You ain’t fuckin with my team’s how I feel

You tell your bitch I call er when I feel

Kill you fuck niggas every time I feel like it

Living for the knife

And I don’t give a fuck if it’s only for the night, dog

Feelin’ it

Aout the time to go in

Nigga this that dope boy ehhhh

Dog, feeling it

About the time to go in

Montana!

Start to do or die, not endorse suicide

Laws get you crucified, niggas choosing sides

Climbing up the ladder with a blatter full of drank

Work in the attic, mathematics fuck the bags

Can’t die with it, all this money I’mma blow

I’mma stack it to the ceiling that Ferrari say hello

Big mama drama, hundred missed calls

Niggas talking about their drama, I wake up in the morn

nigga

Everybody whining, can I live?

Give a fuck about your mom’s how I feel

When you ballin everybody want a part nigga

But even your shadow gon leave you when it’s dark nigga

Can’t beat it, I’m what the gang needed

Told my nigga boss Don gon take it to trial, beat it

Nothing to lose, tattoos around my gull wound

Gonna point the best out and we gon through em

And they gon get it how it’s coming to em

His own mama won’t recognize him, what is done to him

Back against the wind, just me against the world baby

Baby numb, full of drugs, help my nerves baby

Montana Mike when it’s crunch time

I done seen them twice, ducking 1 time

PJ’s to the PJ

Can’t fuck with us man

You niggas washed up

Niggas don’t wanna wake up and look like him

Donkey

We the hottest in the game, how I feel

You ain’t fuckin with my team’s how I feel

You tell your bitch I call er when I feel

Kill you fuck niggas every time I feel like it

Living for the knife

And I don’t give a fuck if it’s only for the night, dog

Feelin’ it

Aout the time to go in

Nigga this that dope boy ehhhh

Dog, feeling it

About the time to go in

Montana!

Montana