French Montana - Jackson 5 lyrics
French Montana [Karim Kharbouch] Casablanca, Morocco, 🇲🇦/NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[French Montana - Jackson 5 lyrics]
You ready? Yea I'm ready Max
I'm starting
It's your boy nigga, what's good?
My nigga steak sauce french, Mac N Cheese
The appetizers smack them niggas in the
Head with that dessert motherfucking RJ man
I love what you doing nigga
Keep up the good work
I got to go back to Charlie Rambo
On these niggas in here them these dudes
Niggas losing their mind in this joint man
Tryna get back still thinking he got days
He got unfinished business
We got days to do my nigga you know
I'm only fucking with you calling
For this good energy nigga
Keep up that good work
I love what you doing out there
Stay on your grind
Rate these niggas who with their work
I tell you before we
Started drain these niggas
Sq-squeeze that blood out their neck
I love you boy nigga
Now we Coke Boys forever nigga
Love you boi, haaan peace
My nigga
I treated you bad and wrong my dear
Mac n' cheese!
And girl since, since you went away uh!
Don't you know I sit around
With my head hanging down yea, Montana!
I'm getting high, riding low night and day
I'm getting high, riding low night and day
One time, one time, one time
One time, one time
Young Jeezy, nothing realer
I got Vs I could sell a dealer
I can't sleep my nerve is shot
Blowing smoke, seen the beam
Then I heard the shot
I can flip peas whip the pot
Or I can get on my knees and mix alot
I'm talking mac n' cheese nigga
Skrrt and pot, skrr, skrr, skrrr
The birds flock
The Falcons nigga, Atlanta nigga
Half my homies went gone I
Bought a Phantom nigga
Ghost, dunking in the post, money bitches
One motion lA ad, dab notion, haaan
Made mills, move to California
My niggas killed it, then build a house on it
I seen em come, seen em fold nigga
Look out my neck, catch a bowling nigga
When I had you
I treated you bad and wrong my dear
And girl since, since you went away
Don't you know I sit around
With my head hanging down
I'm starting
It's your boy nigga, what's good?
My nigga steak sauce french, Mac N Cheese
The appetizers smack them niggas in the
Head with that dessert motherfucking RJ man
I love what you doing nigga
Keep up the good work
I got to go back to Charlie Rambo
On these niggas in here them these dudes
Niggas losing their mind in this joint man
Tryna get back still thinking he got days
He got unfinished business
We got days to do my nigga you know
I'm only fucking with you calling
For this good energy nigga
Keep up that good work
I love what you doing out there
Stay on your grind
Rate these niggas who with their work
I tell you before we
Started drain these niggas
Sq-squeeze that blood out their neck
I love you boy nigga
Now we Coke Boys forever nigga
Love you boi, haaan peace
My nigga
I treated you bad and wrong my dear
Mac n' cheese!
And girl since, since you went away uh!
Don't you know I sit around
With my head hanging down yea, Montana!
I'm getting high, riding low night and day
I'm getting high, riding low night and day
One time, one time, one time
One time, one time
Young Jeezy, nothing realer
I got Vs I could sell a dealer
I can't sleep my nerve is shot
Blowing smoke, seen the beam
Then I heard the shot
I can flip peas whip the pot
Or I can get on my knees and mix alot
I'm talking mac n' cheese nigga
Skrrt and pot, skrr, skrr, skrrr
The birds flock
The Falcons nigga, Atlanta nigga
Half my homies went gone I
Bought a Phantom nigga
Ghost, dunking in the post, money bitches
One motion lA ad, dab notion, haaan
Made mills, move to California
My niggas killed it, then build a house on it
I seen em come, seen em fold nigga
Look out my neck, catch a bowling nigga
When I had you
I treated you bad and wrong my dear
And girl since, since you went away
Don't you know I sit around
With my head hanging down