French Montana - k**az theme lyrics

Whispered in the air Said she got a thing for a n***a on the low I do my thing, but fresh, I'm not a hoe Got pills in the tank, Chinx about to roll up Money in the bank, cash never fold up When a white goes roll up Make the f** n***as throw up Uh, take you money, never bother me But a lick to a murder from a robbery Graduated from the street, round back diploma Feds on the block, see d**h around the corner Hold it down like a bucket full of crabs Swag on Kodak, you know I'm gonna flash Keep it to a hundred like the needle on my dash Two hoes on my eyes at looking through the na** Caught up with the trunk all in the hood Your b**h call aside all on the wood I'm lookin' for ménage like Lil Kim You know them Cokeboy n***as goin' in Whispered in the air Said she got a thing for a n***a on the low I do my thing, but fresh, I'm not a hoe Got pills in the tank, Chinx about to roll up Money in the bank, cash never fold up When a white goes roll up Make the f** n***as throw up Ah, a n***a drunk but I'm rollin' Still movin' like a big ol' pimp though Got your main lady all in that bizz oh Yea she threw it at you but I caught that info Fo sho man, I talk about the money all the time n***a, you're funny, put your money on the line See I'm sittin' in that new one Try to f** a model n***a, just ran through one Cokeboy's got the city under siege, new itty on the bag Full act up, getting' fifty of them straps n***a bring it where you stay at Do it to them n***as, drop a ball where you lay at Yea, my money took a boost, n***a bossed up The dope stepped on so I squashed up Get your balls cut, castrated, Porsche 911 drag racin' f** n***a stagnate Whispered in the air Said she got a thing for a n***a on the low I do my thing, but fresh, I'm not a hoe Got pills in the tank, Chinx about to roll up Money in the bank, cash never fold up When a white goes roll up Make the f** n***as throw up