french montana - lose it lyrics
[sample: kanye west]
what’s gucci my n-gg-?
what’s louis my killa?
[intro]
i feel like i can’t follow in n-body footstep
you know i pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop
at your head my n-gg-
young n-gg-, young n-gg-, pop pills, make mills my n-gg-
go ahead young n-gg-, young n-gg-, young n-gg-
[hook: rick ross]
i think i’m ‘bout to lose it man
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
in the trap still countin’ change
don’t f-ck with y’all ‘cause you n-gg-s lame
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
on the choppa rant
on the choppa rant
[verse 1: french montana]
still-a in that trap getting guap
out the sewer, now my crib the size of cuba
i be rap-rapping that block
we them brick squad, ask flocka
beside this sh-t, sold the choppa
coulda been san quentin on lock
but i two’d up that ghost
i stack two flows that loaf
i be floor seats by that coach
i be fight seats by that rope
lately so sick i could vomit
gin with no tonic
cheat on my b-tch, you know i’m dishonest
but i’m just a product of my environment
[pre-hook: french montana]
young n-gg-, young n-gg-
pop pills, make mills young n-gg-
got wrist, stay trill young n-gg-
still talking that, still young n-gg-
and i ain’t ever lose the change
and shawty head stupid man
[hook: rick ross]
i think i’m ‘bout to lose it man
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
in the trap still countin’ change
don’t f-ck with y’all ‘cause you n-gg-s lame
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
on the choppa rant
on the choppa rant
[verse 2: lil wayne]
get down or lay down
shoot everything up but a school or a playground
run sh-t like a greyhound
i’m in here, now who let the devil in?
i ain’t been taking my medicine
my trigger finger ain’t never been hesitant
i am your ruler, no measurements
you know i pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, at your head my n-gg-
cash money ‘til i die, even if i go broke, i still wouldn’t beg to differ
i’m all papers, i heart paper, no sharp paper, better get the point
‘cause i’m point-shaven with a sharp razor, get buck like a horse stable
too street smart, i’m a geek, i put my n-gg-s on they feet
so if we fall it be that lean, that make a n-gg- fall asleep
i can’t see none of you n-gg-s, and i can see the future man
where you going? i’m ‘bout to go tunechi man
[hook: rick ross]
i think i’m ‘bout to lose it man
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
in the trap still countin’ change
don’t f-ck with y’all ‘cause you n-gg-s lame
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
on the choppa rant
on the choppa rant
[outro]
i feel like i can’t follow in n-body footstep
you know i pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop
at your head my n-gg-
young n-gg-, young n-gg-, pop pills, make mills my n-gg-
go ahead young n-gg-, young n-gg-, young n-gg-
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