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French Montana( Karim Kharbouch )
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Burnin'
yeah we roll in the Cadillac nigga straight lokin,
top open everybody holding g's
smoking on the Cali weed
we proceed we burning
we bang like a heart attack niggas ain't joking
so focused, everybody hate police
wont let a nigga roll this weed
we proceed, we burnin
call it ..will spin it niggas all offended
you know I'm bout to rape the game like a sex offeder,
gonna get it on your own no co dependant,
before you..back your throne nigga know your limit
still burning rollin with the top back three times fellan,
forty's knock is top back
new j's on crin shaw going strong
your picking stems out your shit then you know its wrong
gone smoke out the chevy windows have crack
this the cali love I blow my last stack
stealth mode with your bitch told her pass that,
before she drop it on my carpet told her ash that,
we burnin burnin
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Hook:
yeah we roll in the Cadillac nigga straight lokin
top open everybody holding g's
smoking on the Cali weed
we proeed we burning
we bang like a heart attack niggas ain't joking
so focused, everybody hate police
wont let a nigga roll his weed
we proceed, we burnin
Fresh about a court rolling up a dank,
diamonds in the paint harder than a tank
why the fuck them niggas have it
get up on your feet I'll be coart side braggin
20 for the seat, truck up in the hood
bitch with the sports bra feet up on the wood I could flip a small car
you bald headed skank dont fuck up my hi
canarys on the gold chain will fuck up your eye
plenty drink plenty smoke plenty niggas steady fuckin with us niggas choke
naked bitchs takin pictures im gettin throwed weeds officail my wrist glisten niggas broke
we burnin
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Uncle ..so being hated
they know I'm still the greatest
I know some fakers thsi faking I call em imitators
I got a bitch in my mistress is still in patiente
and she missing the sick dick and she sick of waiting
but i got sick of waiting
I got a zip of piff
I' ve been living lately
I feel like shit is gravey only if i make it out
and if this road lead to a deadend imma make a route
I got em own down south
the go from making money out of town
to give my own down south
disrespect the eair will get you punched in the lip
we got bricks not the back boy the front of the rim
so a lot of priss bitchs often coming with me
spread money cross the corner never question recipts
I ain't mean to approach ya i got my team to scope ya
they took a shop to tangle all to keep my focus
we burning
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