french montana – tell me when lyrics
i got kush from california
i got bricks from arizona
hundred whips and they be foreign
bad b-tch from taiwan
i’m blowing stacks
i hit the dealer
i blow it back
and i blow a mil
we popping bottles
them b-tches swallow
that coupe a mil
them digits bottle
i just got a whole brick from papi
about to hit the stove, get it popping
none of my n-gg-s moving sloppy
i said, meet me on the ave, n-gg-, copy?
b-tch, mind your business
them foreign cars, we in ’em
that blood money, we spend it
it got my partner a life sentence
got me smoking on that og
that granddaddy my granddaddy
that purp and yellow like kobe
all the drug dealers, they know me
i be rolling up with snoop dogg
on that drank with kendrick
ripping off my roof, dog
juicy j, they trippin’
whip it hard, ’til my wrist hurt
got a hundred large on my wrist work
them n-gg-s crying all day
we popping bottles all day
you see them leave all day
them b-tches slide all day
we counting money all day
i’m talking mils all day
we popping bottles all day
that sh-t for real all day
and i got white gold, got yellow gold
got red gold on my neck
now i got white hoes, got redbone
got yellowbone on my d-ck
now that paper rain ten k
and i ain’t talking about ten karats
i been counting money ’bout ten days
my wrist and chains and houses
i done stuffed up that shoebox
i can’t find my sneakers
money six-five, my b-tch high
and am i a weekend
man, them n-gg-s choked, that wind broke
and they beyond that hope
hundred g’s of that og
when you talking ’bout that smoke
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