Mean French Montana (Ft. Action Bronson)
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[Chorus: French Montana]
Homey look at me, yeah
Why you mad? 30 chains on shining like bling
I see you mad, you want me down to my last dollar
All they holler like clean!
There they go, there they go, there they go
Shining so clean, there they go, there they go, there they go
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Shining so clean, diamonds clear, million dollar meetings in the air
Fly talk Medusa face on everything I wear
Drop head, I’m laid back, I don’t count money, I weight that
I pop ace, straight jack, I buy new, I don’t trade back
Ha, me and Harry in that two door, got that hoodie when that sudo flowing
Smoke with that roof off flying high
I be riding round with that marvelo, got a hundred rounds of a hundred pounds
30 grand did a hundred shows, like ha
Them cryin'
They want me on the corner, watch mine die
Back blocks since hair lock, cash in I jail out
Big shows I sell out, real I bail out
[Chorus: French Montana]
Homey look at me, yeah
Why you mad? 30 chains on shining like bling
I see you mad, you want me down to my last dollar
All they holler like clean!
There they go, there they go, there they go
Shining so clean, there they go, there they go, there they go
Homey look at me, yeah
Why you mad? 30 chains on shining like bling
I see you mad, you want me down to my last dollar
All they holler like clean!
There they go, there they go, there they go
Shining so clean, there they go, there they go, there they go
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Shining so clean, diamonds clear, million dollar meetings in the air
Fly talk Medusa face on everything I wear
Drop head, I’m laid back, I don’t count money, I weight that
I pop ace, straight jack, I buy new, I don’t trade back
Ha, me and Harry in that two door, got that hoodie when that sudo flowing
Smoke with that roof off flying high
I be riding round with that marvelo, got a hundred rounds of a hundred pounds
30 grand did a hundred shows, like ha
Them cryin'
They want me on the corner, watch mine die
Back blocks since hair lock, cash in I jail out
Big shows I sell out, real I bail out
[Chorus: French Montana]
Homey look at me, yeah
Why you mad? 30 chains on shining like bling
I see you mad, you want me down to my last dollar
All they holler like clean!
There they go, there they go, there they go
Shining so clean, there they go, there they go, there they go
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