Lyrics French Montana

French Montana

Yayo

All my niggas selling yayo

That bitch won't move till I say so

We getting to them peso's

We stacking taller than some legos

And we living like cowabunga

Keep designer frames over my eyes

I spent a half a mil on my ride

I'm one hell of a fly guy

Niggas kingpins let them tell it

Smoking on that O.G

From a hundred blocks you can smell it

Bank accounts on steroids

Cars like a dealership

Diddy on that global phone talk hundred million dollar shit

100 shells and that cherry top where it came from

The murder block with coke boys

And I heard about them turn them out?

Shawty pop her pussy then she pop a pill

Had a million cash before I signed a deal

My eyes blurry in that clear port

We making movies nigga grab a chair for it

Top down when that car move

My versace robe and my house shoes

One night hundred thousand moving

Fucking with locs and them pirus

Pull up on em'

Looking like a shark up out of water

Work up out that drive thru

Hello, can I take your order

Hay ships all across the sea, them stones around the border

People honest they could smell the coke-i-enia odor

Slippin on it, trapeze

Ball until I got bad knees

She suck until she catch strep throat

Dick going deep, catch ho

I was off in that chopper

Break em off, yea I gots ta

Fuck niggas impostors send my goons up in su-casa

5-4 we some hustlers, bunch of pigs don't fly straight

My bezzle be so frozen, that bitch gon' make time wait

Got four bitches rolling, they look like in line skates

So if I'm broke broke I go fire man

I'm creeping through your fire escape