French Montana - 5 Mo lyrics
[French Montana - 5 Mo lyrics]
5 mo', 5 in a row
They at ya door from Lamron down to the mo'
Can't get out of my head
Can't keep takin' these meds
5 in a row, I want some mo'
5 mo', 5 in a row
They at ya door from Lamron
Down down to the mo'
Can't get out of my head
Can't keep takin' these meds
Like 5 mo', 5 in a row
Na, na na na and I'm killin' all my enemies
Na, na na na and I'm killin' all my enemies
On my nose a bandanna, on my neck is a Fanta
All my hoes from Atlanta
All my dogs in the slammer
Talk to Death Row, talk to Tony Montana
Bitch talk on the low
Screamin' Frenchie Montana
Time to fill up your head, Henny
Fuck that Moët fall asleep in the east
Wake me up on the west
Shawty calling me dada, aw no mommy no, no
Throwing up in the Audi
After fistin' and menage
Straight up, in that G, can't wait up
He ain't say who he say he is, he an actor
He play tough
I just copped me a Rollie, okay I lied
Cuz I took it do a show in a valley
I tell 'em boys to go book
Fresh out my city, I'm shootin'
Land in my city, i'm coolin'
Bunch of niggas smokin' Tooka
Ride with guns in a Uber
I get caught, I can't go
My lawyer fresh from Jerusalem
Audi R8 logo look like 4 kids hoola hoopin'
They at ya door from Lamron down to the mo'
Can't get out of my head
Can't keep takin' these meds
5 in a row, I want some mo'
5 mo', 5 in a row
They at ya door from Lamron
Down down to the mo'
Can't get out of my head
Can't keep takin' these meds
Like 5 mo', 5 in a row
Na, na na na and I'm killin' all my enemies
Na, na na na and I'm killin' all my enemies
On my nose a bandanna, on my neck is a Fanta
All my hoes from Atlanta
All my dogs in the slammer
Talk to Death Row, talk to Tony Montana
Bitch talk on the low
Screamin' Frenchie Montana
Time to fill up your head, Henny
Fuck that Moët fall asleep in the east
Wake me up on the west
Shawty calling me dada, aw no mommy no, no
Throwing up in the Audi
After fistin' and menage
Straight up, in that G, can't wait up
He ain't say who he say he is, he an actor
He play tough
I just copped me a Rollie, okay I lied
Cuz I took it do a show in a valley
I tell 'em boys to go book
Fresh out my city, I'm shootin'
Land in my city, i'm coolin'
Bunch of niggas smokin' Tooka
Ride with guns in a Uber
I get caught, I can't go
My lawyer fresh from Jerusalem
Audi R8 logo look like 4 kids hoola hoopin'