French Montana - Make Money lyrics

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French Montana - Make Money lyrics

[Hook: French Montana] Make money live comfortably Never chase the money let the money come to me One night and she ain't trynna leave Look at what the game done to me Fo-five that's by my side Down to ride my n***as holdin' me down Few bottles, few hoes, and me But n***a ain't no heart in me [Verse 1: French Montana] I'm sipping on codeine White ghost so clean White hoes OD'ing Got the hood on lean Still dippin' in that 'lac Grippin' on that strap Sipping on that yak Pimpin' and I rap You n***as got that bad batch One leg you half-a**ed Coke Boys that anthrax Shotta boy, Mad Max Hoppin' out like there it go Bad b**h her head low Mansion on her earlobe Head dumb, weirdo Purple drank I stay high Through the lane like A.I Ballin' like Isaiah Bad Boy no way out Three hoes from Creole Only like my P.O Ray Bans on my eye Coke Boy 'till I die [Hook: French Montana] [Verse 2: Chinx Drugz] My n***as on it Pistol on me f** n***a this your issue homie All this drama on my brain Lawyer about one hundred This that sh** that come with the game Homies see the B's on the trunk Count money in the meantime Young n***a paid attention to them street signs Couple homies screaming East Side Two lanes bet the money come on each side Coke flipping on these lames bout that stunt Pulling fifty every month Get your feelings hurt Windows cracked roll slow up on a chump n***a know them Coke Boys n***as got that work [Hook: French Montana]

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