French Montana

How You Want It
We always do it Fraud. You know sometimes you gotta take that risk, you know? If you make it, you hit the jackpot And if you miss, nigga, know to never do that stupid ass shit again HAAAAAN! Montana I swear to God, when I die, go and bury me in linen I was high in that courthouse when Max got sentenced I was blind when them niggas switched on me for them pennies I was ridin' 'til he shot me on the corner, left me skinny Shock for 8 weeks, lie in their sheets Now I menage with their freaks 12 cars, 8 Jeeps, Skydwellers, APs Roses, ferocious, keep God the closest Where it's crumbs it's roaches, where theres corpses, it's vultures What you seek is seekin' you, baby don't leave I'm leavin' you, play for keeps, keepin' you arm length Park bench, now we buy the whole park Hampshire with the golf cart Keep the streets, buy the whole chart This shit is all tough, you can't curve the pitcher These birds'll get yah Hundred chains, three furs Wack bitch, the nerve of you Honor before the comma Welcome drama with open arms, coke boy, peep the lineup I'm talkin' Tango and Cash, hit the bank, no mass SongtexteOut the freezer, cold cash, put Grammy winners in cabs Never happens twice, gotta take a chance Never ends, never starts, got cars that never start No plan B, can't sleep, my mind racin' 'Round paper, put it underground, build the foundation Never worry 'bout the shit you gotta lose Worry 'bout the shit you gotta gain, nigga I done lost my brain Paint you another sky Could sing you a lullaby Flowers never bloom, baby Wish I never knew you, baby Came out the concrete Straight to the money Kept it 100 Now tell me how you want it Tell me how you want it, darling Tell me how you want it, darling Bottom to the top Then top to the bottom with my dawg We gon' toss it out I done came from the bottom They done fucked up and shot him Now I can't stay sober You thought it should be over Go hard with it's our time Come a little closer Try to stop us, no sir Try to stop us, no sir We in the lead Drinkin' 'Roc, smokin' weed What's your promise? Never leave me My headhunters can't believe it White mink, drop when the hoes on it Whole team hot when it's cold Big body, 6 clean She pop molly, I'm sippin' lean Every time I look, I see a nigga hate Every time he turn, I see there's bitches waitin' Pull up in that Aston with no mileage Pull up like a dealer, baby, no wallet I done came from the bottom They done fucked up and shot him Now I can't stay sober You thought it should be over Go hard with it's our time Come a little closer Try to stop us, no sir Try to stop us, no sir Aus Songtexte Mania