A$AP Rocky, French Montana - You Know It lyrics

A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York.U.S.

[A$AP Rocky, French Montana - You Know It lyrics]

Skrrr montana
Rock
Yeah, feel like a movie, feel like a movie
Jewelry and cars (Jewelry and cars)
I need me a new piece, need me a new piece
Let me make you a star (Make you a star)
Feel like a movie, feel like a movie
Jewels and cars (Jewels and cars)
I need me a new piece, need me a new piece
Make you a star (Make you a star)

I'm in the drop head
Homie and you know it's me
Pull up in a and you know it's me
I got 500 on and you know it's me
Got my strong and you know it's-
Every time a young nigga get it
Gotta show it and they depending on you
Told you not to blow it
And my young nigga walkin' round, he loaded
Never on a safety, nigga, no, we holdin'
And you know it know she runnin' games
Don't run that on me, and you know it
I'm woozy on the planes
But keep your eyes on me
Cause I feel like a movie, feel like a movie
Drinkin' Hen til I'm woozy, til I'm woozy
Gotta find me a new, find me a new
Baby, come and get loopy
Baby come and get loose
Set shame on a nigga, on the gang
You know we gonna feel this peddle, keep the
I drive a hunnid with my jeweler for the
Black top, dirty chains, know the thing
Know the thing
And the shit so heavy, like a tank
Why you walk around with a
Pocket full of stank smoke dank, uh
Fuck what you heard, what you think
You already know big bank, little bank
How the story go, huh
Slow, huh, roll, huh (Huh)
Rose gold when they hit the photo, huh
Easy (Hey) , easy (Hey) , easy (Hey)
Some bitch talkin', I don' even want a 3-way
Hey 2-way for a hater, ayy
Nigga only drinkin' on the haterade, hey
I don't really, fuck what them niggas say
Ayy keep up though, duckin' to get a
Loaded, I be loaded, I be loaded
I be racked up
500 hundred horses in the front
Peep the black truck
Weaving, I pledge allegiance to dead people
Believe it, we gettin' even, until we equal
Stackin', I be stackin', I be stackin'
I be woozy can't wait til my nigga Max booze
Now China silver, back then it was Medusa
Ridin' down Haiti, bet a hunnid on a rooster
Flacko got the juice, Frenchy got the juice
Uh thinkin' that you're, rockin' jewels, uh
All up in your tooth, ayy, see it gold, uh
Nigga like New York, I ain't reppin'
Gold, yuh, got the gold, yuh
Where's the Goyard
Niggas askin' questions like they buggin'
On my Reebok Gosha, Reebok Palace
Got Reebok classic
Reebok trappin', uh, got a hole
In his shoe box, 30 thousand
I don't give a fuck
Nigga like it blood money in the old day
In, walked in with a rollie, uh
Walked in and bought 4 chains on the sp-
I need work in the knee, uh
Knee hurt in the knee, uh
They don't know about the flame
Cause they lame uh, uh, uh
And I'm back like I never left again
And you know I'm never left again uh, uh, uh
Smokin' til there's nothing left again
And I, uh, uh
Fuck it, left another mess again when I
I'ma pull up two bitches once again
I'ma drink it til there nothin' left again
I'ma nothin' left again
I'ma pull up in a foreign i'ma make it again
Make it again, uh make it again, uh

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