Yes Sir French Montana (Ft. Lil Durk)

[Intro: French Montana]
Trippin', trippin'
Trippin', trippin'
Trippin', trippin'
Trippin', trippin'
Trippin', trippin'
Skrrt, trippin'

[Pre-Chorus: French Montana]
Bands, bands, bands (Yes, sir), got them, them, them (Yes, sir)
Shawty, do it (Do it), made it, blew it (Yes, sir, yes, sir)
Got the bands, bands, bands, me and Durk in the Lamb', Lamb', Lamb' (Yes, sir)
Shawty, do it (Do it), made it, blew it (Yes, sir, yes, sir)

[Chorus: French Montana]
The handcuff, that Lamb drop, your bitch bop, yes, sir (Yes, sir)
That pinky ring, that wrist watch, that chain rocky, yes, sir (Yes, sir)
Them numbers up, them hoes bad, them boys cocky, yes, sir (Yes, sir)
They want smoke, we got hoops, that dirty, dirty (Yes, sir)

[Post-Chorus: French Montana]
Yes, sir (Yes, sir), yes, sir (Yes, sir)
Yes, sir (Yes, sir), yes, sir (Yes, sir), yes, sir (Yes, sir)

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Talk to a bitch, she say, "Yes, sir," I say, "Don't say that," say "Hmm, hmm"
Police ask your ass where the F Durk at? Don't say it, just say, "Hmm, hmm"
She tryna fuck in the back of the Lamb, I tell her, "Hmm, hmm, ain't no room" (Let's go)
Fuck one bitch, tryna put me on blast, I say, "Hmm, hmm, it ain't no proof" (Yeah, yeah)
I popped the Roxys, yeah
Turnt in the streets, too cocky, yeah (Yeah)
He got a Glocky, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Talkin' shit and I popped him, yeah
She tried to suck it through my Polo, bitch these Jockeys, yeah, yeah
Spend some blood money on Rodeo, I'm too cocky, yeah, yeah
Why you mad about your cousin but still there, yeah?
Why you trickin' on your homies and you still there, yeah? Uh-uh, yeah
Bitch, don't blow your blessings (Let's get it)
Keep on lyin' on my name, won't get your ass no justice, yeah (Yeah)
Before I take a flight, I take a Perc' confession, yeah (Yeah)
Won't put myself on bands, I bet you get this message, yeah