french montana & max b - it gotta be lyrics
[intro: dj whoo kid]
unstoppable
y’all can hate, all you want
[hook: french montana]
drugs baby
yea i, it gotta be the life (laaa)
be forreal dawg, we gon k!ll ya
shoot ya up and cut ya
f+ckin’ wit us!
drugs baby
yea i, it gotta be the life (laaa)
be forreal dawg, we gon k!ll ya
shoot ya up and cut ya
f+ckin’ wit us!
[verse 1: french montana]
drugs baby
like a [?]
twelve twelve’s, fifty eight’s too with the [?]
telefeins bite it off
you know my [?] leather, but it’s soft
okay, it’s them coke wave boys
steppin’ out, frenchy and max don, check em’ out
and you know your hot, when the bottles hot
then the condom pop, then the water pop
drugs homie, feds on me
i gotta take it easy like sunday morning
navigation and the navagating
my season got a high twenty visa
[?]
[hook 2: max b]
god d+mn these n+ggas be on me (be on me)
i love steak but i gotta go (gotta go)
my b+tch love d+ck and she h+rny (she h+rny)
we get a lot of dough
i got grams and they going for forty
coke wave it’s a lot of snow (it’s a lot of snow max)
don’t need to tell me, i ain’t gotta know (i ain’t gotta know)
[verse 2: max b]
to my b+tches that suck d+ck a little
pull your skirt up and get in the middle
never speak riddles
speak a little french (french)
[?] baby your taking a cab
then just so you could know not to back talk next time
make you take my seat
on my way to c+n+l street, bounty, burgundy, county (county)
did more [?] than robert jr. downy
clown me, never that
pimping, i’m a cleaver cat
beat them b+tches at they own game
just to see where their head was at
[?]
i could give a f+ck if the n+gga die
i’mma always stay high of the shower, power
money and respect, give me more cause i need it
speeding up the westside, beat it, meet it
every criteria n+ggas ask me to meet
[?] from packin’ the heat
time to go!
[hook: french montana]
yea i, it gotta be the life (laaa)
be forreal dawg, we gon k!ll ya
shoot ya up and cut ya
f+ckin’ wit us!
drugs baby
yea i, it gotta be the life (laaa)
be forreal dawg, we gon k!ll ya
shoot ya up and cut ya
f+ckin’ wit us!
[hook 2: max b]
god d+mn these n+ggas be on me
i love steak but i gotta go (gotta go)
my b+tch love d+ck and she h+rny (she h+rny)
we get a lot of dough
i got grams and they going for forty (forty)
coke wave it’s a lot of snow (it’s a lot of snow max)
don’t need to tell me, i ain’t gotta know (i ain’t gotta know)
[outro: dj whoo kid]
get get!
french montana
max b
coke wave!
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