[Intro: French Montana]
You know what it is
When you hear that "Haan"
BLEU, what up? (Montana)
Uh
[Pre-Chorus: French Montana]
G's up, hoes down
Bitch can't swim, she gon' drown
From the bottom, that nigga you know now
You talkin' 'bout the wave, we started the whole sound
[Chorus: BLEU]
Before I go to sleep, I pray for a billion
These bad bitches sure make live worth livin'
This fuckin' money sure make live worth livin'
They say they wanna kill him, but it's cap
They say he really livin' what he rap (Ayy)
Really livin' what he rap, uh
Really livin' what he rap (Real)
These bad bitches sure make live worth livin' (For real)
This fuckin' money surе make live worth livin'
[Verse 1: BLEU]
I'm done bеin' humble
That bank account showin' extraordinary numbers
Comma, comma, comma, buildin' million-dollar entities
Comma, comma, comma 'til it turn to parentheses
All this fuckin' drama, we was friends, now we enemies
Niggas that I played with in park ball, little league
Shit gettin' weird, nigga blowin' up suddenly
Got it in the Louis bag only for emergencies
Knowin' that I sex you, you still actin' cordially
You ain't tell the internet nothin' out of courtesy
All these niggas young bosses, comin' up up under me
I can feel the summer breeze
The crib like Tony, resort style
I got niggas handle my shit out of the courts now
Kickin' your door down, them lawsuits easy to file
Hope you can swim, this water easy to drown (Yeah)
You know what it is
When you hear that "Haan"
BLEU, what up? (Montana)
Uh
[Pre-Chorus: French Montana]
G's up, hoes down
Bitch can't swim, she gon' drown
From the bottom, that nigga you know now
You talkin' 'bout the wave, we started the whole sound
[Chorus: BLEU]
Before I go to sleep, I pray for a billion
These bad bitches sure make live worth livin'
This fuckin' money sure make live worth livin'
They say they wanna kill him, but it's cap
They say he really livin' what he rap (Ayy)
Really livin' what he rap, uh
Really livin' what he rap (Real)
These bad bitches sure make live worth livin' (For real)
This fuckin' money surе make live worth livin'
[Verse 1: BLEU]
I'm done bеin' humble
That bank account showin' extraordinary numbers
Comma, comma, comma, buildin' million-dollar entities
Comma, comma, comma 'til it turn to parentheses
All this fuckin' drama, we was friends, now we enemies
Niggas that I played with in park ball, little league
Shit gettin' weird, nigga blowin' up suddenly
Got it in the Louis bag only for emergencies
Knowin' that I sex you, you still actin' cordially
You ain't tell the internet nothin' out of courtesy
All these niggas young bosses, comin' up up under me
I can feel the summer breeze
The crib like Tony, resort style
I got niggas handle my shit out of the courts now
Kickin' your door down, them lawsuits easy to file
Hope you can swim, this water easy to drown (Yeah)
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