- French Montana Black Out 歌詞
- French Montana
- Fuck the baddest bitch, make em tap out
Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out
Still got millions in the trap house(stash house)
Mix the pills and liquor til we black out
My driveway cost a couple million just in cars
That loud weight
I just drop some chicken in that hole
Fly by you in that brand new Tesla like a shark
Ménage à, I just had a threesome with your broad
I got to the show
Ayy and I know they want me to rock out
I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana
Ima wash my jewelry
All my rocks are ready to pop yall,(skrrt skrrt)ayy
(Yeah ayy)Shout out to the trill niggas
Millions in the crack house
Shout out to my niggas
Keeping millions in the stash house
Know we fucking all the baddest bitches
Make em tap out
Mixing all the pills
With the liquor til we black out
Livin so marvelous, we ready to smoke
I think Im a gangsta, Im Jeffrey, Im Sosa
I came out the Nolia, huh
I ride with my brodie, huh
We leavin em cozy, huh
Cause they thinking they know me, huh
Man that donkey made me black out
All the millions, man, we black out
All the cars, man, black out
All that work, made we black out
Brand new old lady sittin beside me
I was 11 years old
Then I turned 13, mothafuck 12, nigga
My driveway cost a couple million just in cars
That loud weight
I just drop some chicken in that hole
Fly by you in that brand new Tesla like a shark
Ménage à, I just had a threesome withyour broad
I got to the show
Ayy and I know they want me to rock out
I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana
Ima wash my jewelry
All my rocks are ready to pop yall, ayy
(Yeah ayy yeah)
Fuck the baddest bitch, make em tap out
Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out
Still got millions in the trap house (stash house)
Mix the pills and liquor til we black out
Okay, get it
Hop up out the mothafuckin Bentley
With a big ol pistol on my side
I dont want nathan with none of yall
Bro, yall all gon die
All these niggas think Im gay
Cause the way I wear my trousers
Man, we scrambled to the third
Money and the power, nigga
Needle hit ya nerve, make millions on the curb
We live like gangs, rich and famous
Rock star tints black, duckin cages
Yellow diamonds on me like a baby ducky
I just want your head, like a fuckin monkey
I tried to make her ass look fat
And poked the back out (back out)
See me walk up in the spot, hundred racks out
My driveway cost a couple million just in cars
That loud weight
I just drop some chicken in that hole
Fly by you in that brand new Tesla like a shark
Ménage à, I just had a threesome with your broad
I got to the show
Ayy and I know they want me to rock out
I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana
Ima wash my jewelry
All my rocks are ready to pop yall, ayy (yeah)
Fuck the baddest bitch, make em tap out
Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out
Still got millions in the trap house
Mixing the pills and liquor til we black out(ayy)
I got to the show
Ayy and I know they want me to rock out
I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana
Ima wash my jewelry
All my rocks are ready to pop yall, ayy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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