Blasé (T.I., French Montana & A$AP Ferg Remix) Ty Dolla $ign (Ft. A$AP Ferg, French Montana, Future & T.I.)

[Intro: French Montana]
What up, Ty?
You already know what it is when you hear that hannh
Free TC, free Max B
This that remix, Montana!

[Hook: Future & Ty Dolla $ign]
Ordered up a hundred rosés, need a Benz like blasé, blasé
I'm just, whipping Maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
I'm just, blasé, blasé
I'm just, blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé
Whipping Maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
Ohh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Fuck that blasé, I give these hoes nothing but heartache
Run with killers from Haiti, sak pase
Got my top down on the highway, we running
Do anything but what I say, we gunning
So, you better go on with the woopdy woop
But, shit, the only thing that you shooting is hoops
See when you make music, you exclude the truth
It's hard to tell who's who and you confuse the youth
But anyway, on another day, I'm in LA
With a bitch who probably a thot but too cute to boot
In a big coupe, shorty high as a fool
Moon rock, got her high, doing loopty loops
Chilling with a thick bitch, had to kick back
Made her roll a backwood then she lit that
I'll let her smoke half of it, then I hit that, hah
(Yeah, and then a blunt was next)
Cardio on a bankroll, running a check
We the Bankroll Mob, ain't no fucking with that
And we don't want no excuses we just wanted the stacks
With some rubber bands on it, pull it out a duffle bag
Here, try to pour this shit, you can't
Best believe ain't no breaking the bank
Ain't no shaking me off
Best not put your faith in a fuck nigga cause they can be bought