Future - Brett Montana lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Future - Brett Montana lyrics]
Chanel, Chanel, Chanel, Celine
Chanel, Chanel, Chanel, Celine
Celine, Celine, Celine, Chanel
Keys and bales and keys and bales
Bentley Spurs and Rarri' Phantom
Brett Farve, Joe Montana
93’ and 98’ my uncle them had beat the case
Choppin’ rocks, on the plate
Get you knocked, on my face
Four seasons, I got four freaks from Norway
Poor niggas never wake up, eat on gourmet
And you know, I throw them racks up any time
I move a pack in any town
In town or out of town
Sell a gram, move it ounce for ounce
Sell a key, move it gram for gram
Lil Mexico ain’t playin’ fair
Damn right we ain’t playin’ fair
Spray the pipe off anywhere
Take the life out in this square
Any lame ever intervene
Switchin’ lanes in a new machine
Keep my sanity, keep my family, keep my drugs
S'all I need
Celine, Celine, Celine, Chanel
Keys and bales and keys and bales
Bentley Spurs and Rarri' Phantom
Brett Farve, Joe Montana
Celine, Celine, Celine, Chanel
Keys and bales and keys and bales
Bentley Spurs and Rarri' Phantom
Brett Farve, Joe Montana