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Smoking pt. 2
French Montana, Max B, Rick Ross
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(Coke Boys, Coke Boys)
Fuck bad bitches, smoke big blunts
Who am I to tell you different? You only live once
Stack riches, toting big drums
And fuck who tell you different, bitch, we the ones
You must be going blind (huh, you know I love it, yeah, uh)
Waterfall on the wall, don't you get amazed
Max B home, you can hear the waves
Dope boy born for the center stage (huh)
20 Maybachs on the interstate (woo)
Diamonds on my neck like I'm Mufasa
One Tupac, nigga two Hoppas
Big Mobb, nigga, guess who shot you
Top down, paka, paka, paka, paka
Spent five million for the wristwear
My nigga shit, yeah, and I'm talking this year
You got the same watch that my bitch wear
And my Virgil Air 1s on my sixth pair (Maybech Music)
My niggas in a bar smokin' smoke
Got my niggas in the car, smokin' smoke
We got the bars open
Waiting on niggas to come (waiting on niggas to come)
Yeah, nigga, my bars are wavy
Nigga, even those stars pays me (pays me, yeah)
We working hard, baby
Waiting on niggas to come (waiting on niggas to come)
Josรฉ
Don Velli
Montana
They ain't with us on the ride, gotta watch 'em sink
Hit the stu', grab the pen, it's the holy ghost of chinx
Got a yellow, got a rose, got a white gold
My chest like Shaquille from the line, ice cold
And you can ask the New York streets, we the culture
From the mud to the platinum albums, I done told you
Fourth-quarter shooter in the three-quarter mink
Before my music hit the movies, been the legend with the syncing
Riding 'round with the gang, if they eat, I eat
I ain't get rich at once, got it piece by piece (Coke Boys)
Making hit after hit, we in the trophy room
Cosmos, French Riviera, coming soon
My niggas in a bar smokin' smoke
Got my niggas in the car smokin' smoke
We got the bars open
Waiting on niggas to come (waiting on niggas to come)
Yeah, nigga, my bars are wavy
Nigga, even those stars pays me (pays me, yeah)
We working hard, baby
Waiting on niggas to come (waiting on niggas to come)
Rosรฉ, what's good? Montana, let's go
Yo, my shit slaps on the coast of Dubai
Got a license to kill, I got a license to drive
Point five, my drive won't find my strive
It's the real Don Veli, I don't hide my shots
Sport thousand-dollar shades when I hide my eyes
And I always give 'em ways every time I try
Aye, pops, yo' boy brave, at times, I cry
And I wear a seat belt every time I ride
I, no doubt, took a nigga whole route
Take a look at my concerts, the shit is sold out
The hell with the slow routes, the hell with the rollouts
You rap nigga's ass with no clout, can't see me
You must be going blind (can't see me)
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