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Tekst piosenki

[Intro - French Montana]

Number One Draft Pick

French, Maino

Eighty, what up?

Coke Boy!


[Hook - French Montana]

Told you don't play with my dough

When we run down on you and it's no where to go

Now give em the rope, now give me your chain

Now give me your watch, now give me your rings (Montana!)

Coke's damn near 40 and niggas rapping damn near 40, god damn!


[Verse 1 - French Montana]

I'm from the bottom

Where the niggas say and tell you every thing about him

Niggas owe and they wanna see me fold

But you know cocaine over one million sold

Bootleg, Soundscan, barcode

Hi hater, my guns from Al-Queda

Duck for cover, dickhead

Or get breast-fed, suck ya mudda

I catch him alone, red dot on his nose

I pack four heaters like the top of the stove

Montana, first draft, bandana for a mask

Book a nigga and send god the first half


[Hook - French Montana]

Told you dont play with my dough

When we run down on you and it's no where to go

Now give em the rope, now give me your chain

Now give me your watch, now give me your rings (Montana!)

Coke's damn near 40 and niggas rapping damn near 40, god damn!


[Verse 2 - Maino]

My man

Yeah, wassup french, these fake niggas like flies

Hustle hard

You know what I'm about, yeah you know what I'm about nigga

Yeah i move..come on man


You can tell exactly how I'm moving how i do it, i don't give a fuck

Look at me and look at them you can see i'm different yup

Ask the street about me, them niggas say i'm real as fuck

Two time felon, still dealing, i don't get enough

I ain't with this rap shit, I be on my g son

Real niggas outnumbered, 99 to damn one

More people to kill, so I done bought a bigger gun

From two blocks down, I can hit a nigga's lung

Y'all don't really want play, we can do this all day

Homie it's nothing, cause to me you niggas all gay

I don't have no rap friends, my niggas in that max pen

In that big yard, mess hall, all packed in

Hustle hard baby, grind up and get busy

Turned crack money into cocaine city

These rap niggas they don't want it with me

Ask Red, he don't want it with me


[Hook - French Montana]

Told you dont play with my dough

When we run down on you and it's no where to go

Now give em the rope, now give me your chain

Now give me your watch, now give me your rings (Montana!)

Coke's damn near 40 and niggas rapping damn near 40, god damn!


[Verse 3 - Max B]

Coke wave

Got you Frenchy baby

It's your boy Boss Don

I gotta say my shit too

Maccaroni with the cheese, Gain Greene


Fiends sayin that we got good coke

We the only niggas that got good coke

How many you want, how many you need

Man we bail out, motherfuck police

Nigga we the streets

So many styles I could loot from

Six million ways to die you can choose one

But I'ma give you the option of three

Don't nobody else pop like me

Get a bitch in the back of the car and lay pipe like me

Maxi, call me a taxi

Relax baby

[?], got an automatic, too much running makes you a rabbit, jagged, [?]

Better you motherfuck like a dentist

And i riddle anything that could knock a day off my sentence

I gave you niggas the faith to go above and beyond

They loving the songs we on

Won't Go Far, Straight Cash, Hole In A Nigga

They got a hole on it, Bigga

Acting like i was supposed to fall off, but the timing was right

He's having the time of his life

Spending all his money on jewelry and vehicles

Turned so vivid

It should seem clear to you

Dare you to fuck with the boss don biggavel, bitch nigga please

These byrd bitches history, oww!


Count that shit

We gettin' money

How the fuck you think i pay them lawyers that about to drag Your ass to the court

Nigga we here to stay 

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