Lyrics French Montana

French Montana

So High

Painting these lyrics from a hammock, with an ounce of kush a pack of bamboos

And an ice cream sandwich I'm that dude

Game given to you from an OG point of view

Usually I'll sell it but I got enough to share with you

Baby if you cook and roll that weed I'll be so happy with you

Fuck you so good you'll know I'm cheating it won't matter to you

You know how daddy do you spitta make them jet maneuvers

Hop of the club don't park valet won't get a chance to move it

I'm out before I hear the music that's how quick them hoes be choosing

I don't call it, pussy be crawling to me

Homeboy I don't know who did what, cause I was in the cut

Rolling tropical..sitting low as possible

Relaxed in the sun, low as possible

Relaxed in the sun, low as possible

Relaxed in the sun, low as possible

Relaxed in the sun, low as possible

Shorty pussy be the meanest, I be balling all arenas

Homie high somewhere in venus, I mean this

When I tell you that I want it, I don't need it

They be all in the procedures, Shorty yelling from the bleachers

Got me reachin' like a 2 guard, too hard. Ski Mask or a suit on

5 chains canaries help me cool off, tuned up

Camaro like Larry Flint, Block-star, Rockstar

Montana Aerosmith, 40 spit

Homie nigga's dying I'll be flyin' out

Fed's on my nigga's tail he hidin' out

Montana slidin' out

Baby don't be fuckin' with my high

Suck a nigga dry

I'll be low as possible, tryna clear my mind

Montana Bitch!

Relaxed in the sun, low as possible

Relaxed in the sun, low as possible

Relaxed in the sun, low as possible

Relaxed in the sun, low as possible