[Intro: French Montana]
Uh
Mr. 16
Montana
Coke Boy
San Fran nigga
[Chorus: French Montana]
Middle fingers up in this mawfucka, I'm a mawfucka
Got the hammer right now in this mawfucka
I'm really in the game, I never change
You know the team, that's cocaine
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Shit is real life, something more than lyrics
You niggas overnight, something like gimmicks
Feelings to the side, it's nothing more than business
Middle finger to the cops, you fucking with killers
Catch me in the lab, something like a chemist
Your man looking nervous, something like a witness (Snitch!)
Call the key, whipping like a slave
Catch me in the cut low, something like a fade
I'm blowing purple smoke, me and my kinfolk
Think you an animal, I turn you to a mink coat
All black everything with my brim low
Seattle smoke blowing out the window
Uh
Mr. 16
Montana
Coke Boy
San Fran nigga
[Chorus: French Montana]
Middle fingers up in this mawfucka, I'm a mawfucka
Got the hammer right now in this mawfucka
I'm really in the game, I never change
You know the team, that's cocaine
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Shit is real life, something more than lyrics
You niggas overnight, something like gimmicks
Feelings to the side, it's nothing more than business
Middle finger to the cops, you fucking with killers
Catch me in the lab, something like a chemist
Your man looking nervous, something like a witness (Snitch!)
Call the key, whipping like a slave
Catch me in the cut low, something like a fade
I'm blowing purple smoke, me and my kinfolk
Think you an animal, I turn you to a mink coat
All black everything with my brim low
Seattle smoke blowing out the window
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