
Expensive 3MFrench (Ft. Archee)
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[Intro: 3MFrench & Archee]
Hah, Triple
(JP Soundz)
Crazy, CLE
2018
You know how we coming
JP on the beat, Amu bring the heat
Free the dawgs and the demons
Free my motherfucking demons
Ahh, and they know they squeezing
Free my brothers
[Verse 1: 3MFrench]
I'm that nigga, got my shooters with me, fuck boys, keep your distance
Blow a bag and get it back and hit the trap up in a instant
I know yardies catch a body, take trip right back to Kingston
Studio trappin', workin' hard, I'm just a youngin on a mission
Free my Mali's out the can, 100 shooters in my camp
Shorty ringing on my line, I bet she fucking with a champ
Every show I'm getting bands and every time the place is ramp
I'm bout to make it with my fam' and turn a hater to a fan
I heard these niggas want me dead, house arrest, avoiding feds Smoking chips and stacking bread, lend more bands up on your head
I'm tryna blow and go on tour
Have my fans screaming encore
Go to France and say bonjour
Have them screaming free my bro
Hah, Triple
(JP Soundz)
Crazy, CLE
2018
You know how we coming
JP on the beat, Amu bring the heat
Free the dawgs and the demons
Free my motherfucking demons
Ahh, and they know they squeezing
Free my brothers
[Verse 1: 3MFrench]
I'm that nigga, got my shooters with me, fuck boys, keep your distance
Blow a bag and get it back and hit the trap up in a instant
I know yardies catch a body, take trip right back to Kingston
Studio trappin', workin' hard, I'm just a youngin on a mission
Free my Mali's out the can, 100 shooters in my camp
Shorty ringing on my line, I bet she fucking with a champ
Every show I'm getting bands and every time the place is ramp
I'm bout to make it with my fam' and turn a hater to a fan
I heard these niggas want me dead, house arrest, avoiding feds Smoking chips and stacking bread, lend more bands up on your head
I'm tryna blow and go on tour
Have my fans screaming encore
Go to France and say bonjour
Have them screaming free my bro
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