On Fire French Montana (Ft. Hollywood Fergie & Max B)
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[Chorus: French Montana]
Imma get you home, and everything you want
Girl pick up your phone, I'm tryna get you home
You and me, I'm on fire
I'm on fire
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Key to the villa, fresh out with them killers
Montana, buy that Skrilla
Catch feelings, we don't do those
Hit it from the back, kick her out the door
Hit my phone, ain't no fun
All around, that's a home run
Spent the whole month, flying back
Your bitch hit my line, my line
Shots of Patrone, on the trap phone
Feds at my crib, no one home
Home alone, bring it back
All the hoes love me like Income tax
[Chorus: French Montana]
Imma get you home, and everything you want
Girl pick up your phone, I'm tryna get you home
You and me, I'm on fire
I'm on fire
Imma get you home, and everything you want
Girl pick up your phone, I'm tryna get you home
You and me, I'm on fire
I'm on fire
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Key to the villa, fresh out with them killers
Montana, buy that Skrilla
Catch feelings, we don't do those
Hit it from the back, kick her out the door
Hit my phone, ain't no fun
All around, that's a home run
Spent the whole month, flying back
Your bitch hit my line, my line
Shots of Patrone, on the trap phone
Feds at my crib, no one home
Home alone, bring it back
All the hoes love me like Income tax
[Chorus: French Montana]
Imma get you home, and everything you want
Girl pick up your phone, I'm tryna get you home
You and me, I'm on fire
I'm on fire
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