Twerk Waka Flocka Flame & French Montana (Ft. Slim Dunkin)

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Another day, drink, smoke, just another episode
Everything you witness been the realest shit you ever saw
Know a couple niggas that be down for that 25
Know a couple bad bitches down to let the homies ride
Redbone Maserati, two tones, riding shotty
I’ll be low key like cheap coke, told that snow man: ski slopes
Stuntin' on them niggas, let the haters watch
Black tee, black sneaks, black Bentley watch
Ridin' home team, fuck the other side
Southside on the beat, suicide

[Chorus: French Montana]
I got diamonds on my neck, hammers on my hip
Grams up on the stove, need another lick
Money on my mind, your bitch up on my line
I don’t want that ho, bitch I’m on my grind

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
I thank the Lord for everything God gotten given me, life again when a nigga got shot
I’ve seen a lot of niggas give their life to that glass pot
Thank Lord for the blocks
The rocks, the weed, the licks
Shawty, motherfuck a cop
So much pain in me, you gonna find your body stinkin' tryin' to get a name off me
Bang, bang, homie
I stay Flame, homie, middle finger fuck you
They say I changed homie, drugs runnin' all through my brain
They say my mind poisoned (so?), who wanna catch the venom