Bright lights, big city Gangsta niggas and bitches with big titties Better know what you signin’ up for Before you lose yourself in them lights and camera
Lights, camera, action Drive the Benz from the hood to the mansion (Perico) Lights, camera, action Diamonds in it and the posh piece dancin’ (DJ Drama) Lights, camera, action Since 2019, been the [?] (It’s the clique) Lights, camera, action (Uh-huh) Yeah, hotshot, uh, yeah, yeah, uh (Lights, camera, action)
Take a pic Get a good angle, it might make you rich I know the cameraman love me Make me look good, make these hoes wanna fuck me Stuck up, you could look, but don’t touch me You ain’t gotta say it, just show me that you love me (Just show me, bitch) The nigga in the mirror is a [?] Had to go independent ’cause the label ain’t believe (They ain’t believe) Yeah, uh, take a pic Every time I post, throwin’ up gangsta crip (Broadway) Verses from the bible on my rib Anything formed against me can’t live (Die) Kill ’em up, hit the lock then I ram it up Used to ride fishbowl, now I’m tinted up Hangin’ out the moon roof when I hit ’em up Living legend out the city, come and take a picture of me
Lights, camera, action Drive the Benz from the hood to the mansion Lights, camera, action Diamonds in it and the posh piece dancin’ Lights, camera action Since 2019, been the [?] (It’s the clique) Lights, camera action Yeah, hotshot, uh, yeah
Take a photo, blue t-shirt, make sure you get the logo Movin’ state-to-state, on the road doin’ promo The clique deep but I hit the state solo If you a OG, then I’m a double O-O (Legendary) Front back through the streets in my low-low Yeah, uh, take a pic when I pose We only chase business, we don’t trip off of hoes Arrogant when I’m in my element Ignorant when I got the blick Dead presidents made everywhere we hit When you see me in the streets, take a pic
Lights, camera, action Drive the Benz from the hood to the mansion Lights, camera, action Diamonds in it and the posh piece dancin’ Lights, camera action Since 2019, been the [?] (It’s the clique) Lights, camera action Yeah, hotshot
Some of you niggas lookin’ too happy to be here Grinnin’ from cheek to cheek Boys gon’ get lost in these streets Perico, Dram, Hot Shot
Songwriter (s): Steelz (Producer), G Perico & DJ Drama
G Perico is a gangster rapper from Los Angeles. That puts him firmly in a tradition stretching from Ice T and the DOC in the 80s through Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg in the 90s and on to hitmakers like The Game and YG in the 21st century. He is a master stylist
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
Tryin To Get A Bloc this is a track by Viso, DJ Drama & JHETTAHEAT
[Intro: DJ Drama & Viso] And like that We gone It’s been a pleasure Coke Boys 6 Legendary, DJ Drama Got it from the bottom, came from the projects Sawed it with an onion, tryna get a blocker Take off like a rocket, mmm Take off like a rocket, mmm Got it from the bottom, came from the projects Sawed it with an onion, tryna get a blocker Take off like a rocket, mmm Take off like a rocket, mmm
[Chorus: Viso] I don’t do much, I just stack it on up Tell the packers “All love”, oh, I’ve seen true love Once I add it all up, I be high, like an addict on drugs Oh, you can do whatever you want, just go tell ’em I’m up Or you can go tell ’em whatever you want ‘Cause when I needed, it was never that much Damn, now we doin’ numbers
[Verse 1: Jhetta Heat] You on the block with that block-work, (Trash) Huh, you act up, I let that Glock work (Glock work) Huh, I let you dance with the doctors (Yeah) We eatin’ good, like the mobsters (Yeah) You buy a one, then I front you two (Yeah) I’ve been poor, I was one of you (Yeah) But I’m sharp, like a number two (Yeah) We put that rock, like them ballers do (Yeah) When Kanye was on the table, singin’ Big Brother I was buyin’ bricks and holes from Bigg’s brother (I was) Rest in peace [?], my big brother I was gettin’ twenty keys from my big brother (I was) [?], miss you, my big brother, my big brother
[Chorus: Viso] I don’t do much, I just stack it on up Tell the packers “All love”, oh, I’ve seen true love Once I add it all up, I be high, like an addict on drugs Oh, you can do whatever you want, just go tell ’em I’m up Or you can go tell ’em whatever you want ‘Cause when I needed, it was never that much Damn, now we doin’ numbers
[Post-Chorus: Viso] Whatever you want ‘Cause when I needed, it was never that much Damn, now we doin’ numbers Whatever you want ‘Cause when I needed, it was never that much, damn
[Verse 2: Viso & DJ Drama] Hold on, what you think? Like I’ma sip the sides up when I could go and get my own No, I’ma get the bag, and if I don’t fill the safe up I’ma bring them tops out, I’ma get the sink (Don’t play) Before you fear closets, just make sure your fridge on full ‘Cause a nigga gotta eat, and when I see you in the streets I be walkin’ right by you, ’cause we don’t get to link Let’s dance (Gangsta Grillz) You don’t get the picture, let’s paint And we ain’t come to party, less drinks (It’s been a pleasure) I come and sit beside you when I could go and get my own
[Outro:Face] Oh, no, no Go and get my own, oh, no, no Go and get my own
Songwriter (s): Viso, Jhetta Heat, French Montana & DJ Drama
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Get Even this is a track by Tdot2Oppy, DJ Drama & Band Gz
[Intro: Tdot2Oppy & DJ Drama] (Grrah, grrah) Shoutout to T-Dot and Bando
[Verse 1: Bando Gz & Tdot2Oppy] Bitch, I pop me a Perc (At all) I can’t lack for the opposition, I invest in a pole (At all, at all) Spin all day ’til we catch a victim (Like what?) Hop out on his block, all he hear, was just throw Just for talkin’ on bro (On bro) Bitch, I stay with the chop bitch y’all already know T-Dot totin’ a pole (On bro) Gunna spot em its lit i know brodie on go If you throw up an O, know I’m droppin’ it (On bro) RPT in the spot, know we came with a lot of grips (Ayy) Talkin’, braggin’, a lot of it (Like what?) Hop out, all black, doin’ shots, they anonymous Smokin’ shit, I ain’t tryna diss (At all, at all) Niggas ain’t spinnin’ shit, opp thot, suck a lot of dick (At all) Masked up, ’cause we tryna hit Make it back to the block, smoke up, then plot again Fuck all the cappin’, ’cause them niggas know who really active Smoke a Ty Benji when out as a lacker Beat the O, said he wasn’t a factor New opp die we roll him in a Backwood Suck my dick, then you know that we packed up (Grrah, grrah) New opp die, we roll him in a Backwoods Suck my dick, then you know that we packed up (Grrah, grrah)
[Verse 2: Tdot2Oppy] We just spinnin’, creepin’ on the opps Call up Bando, he gon’ let it flock Flock out the flock, a Nazzy in a box (Nazzy) Smokin’ Jayrip it should’ve been his top (Hey) When you see me, don’t run, don’t trip Accuracy aim, put the beam on a grip (Grrah) Tell Milly get back, he got beat with a stick AJ got caught, he got beat with a brick One too shady, I’m a gangster She like “T-Dot, oh, you kinda shake time” Too many knockers and my shit get dangerous Brodie, he itchin’ to clutch it, he anxious (Brr) Y’all keep droppin’ the jet (Like what?) Suck my dick, tell him “Get back for X” Jacob died, bullet ripped through his vest (Boom) JB, he died, he got shot in his neck (Boom, boom) DThang my evil twin word to my mother Don’t go shot on that bitch like the butter Can’t even be wylin’, lookin’ for the munnas Free DrillyGzz, they have to free bro Stunna That’s a O in the spot we gon’ leave him (Like what?) Don’t got chop bro fiendin to beat em (Boom) Brought out the mop, because we had to clean ’em (Damn) I know Reefy gon shoot for no reason Stacks in the car, he movin’ like a demon Swear I gotta do more to get even (Grrah, grrah) Swear I gotta do more to get—
[Outro: Tdot2Oppy] Suck my dick O-O shots, that’s T-Dot, nigga Grrah, grrah, grrah
Songwriter (s): Tdot2Oppy , Bando Gz , French Montana , DJ Drama & Elvis Beatz
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Big Dog Status this track by CJ & DJ Drama features Lil Jon
[Intro: CJ & DJ Drama] Yeah Big dog status
[Chorus: CJ & DJ Drama] Big foreigns, look like a car show when I’m steppin’ out Like a magician, I call magic to bring them weapons out We got knives and we got sticks and we got drums too Bitches flockin’ to the G-ride every time I come through (CJ) Big chains on, uh, wrist game on, uh Pullin’ up, suited up, like I’m James ‘Bron, look They don’t want no smoke with me, put that on your rosaries Lion in the jungle, nigga, there ain’t no controllin’ me (DJ Drama) Big dog status, uh, let ’em all have it, uh If I catch that boy up in traffic, shit could get tragic, look Big S550 and I got the guys with me You said you gon’ ride with me? Make sure you gon’ die with me
[Verse: CJ] Cut the lights, yeah, make a right, yeah ‘Low the pipe, yeah, it’s on sight, yeah These niggas be scary, uh, bloody, bloody Mary, uh Niggas bitches, Tyler Perry, fifty tucked in my Amiri’s And I don’t gotta say too much I pull up to the club and all these niggas chains be tucked Ain’t that some shit? Niggas gossip more than bitches with all of these assumptions Outside with fifty shooters, they ready to dump shit
[Chorus: CJ] Big foreigns, look like a car show when I’m steppin’ out Like a magician, I call magic to bring them weapons out We got knives and we got sticks and we got drums too Bitches flockin’ to the G-ride every time I come through Big chains on, uh, wrist game on, uh Pullin’ up, suited up, like I’m James ‘Bron, look They don’t want no smoke with me, put that on your rosaries Lion in the jungle, nigga, there ain’t no controllin’ me Big dog status, uh, let ’em all have it, uh If I catch that boy up in traffic, shit could get tragic, look Big S550 and I got the guys with me You said you gon’ ride with me? Make sure you gon’ die with me
Songwriter(s): CJ, DJ Drama, French Montana & Lil Jon
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
[Intro: DJ Drama] YNP Maine I hear y’all (Stoopid) All these voices
[Chorus: YNP Maine] Uh, like damn, like who the fuck is that? Lil’ mama know she bad, she might as well go ahead and let me tap I knew she was a freak, got in the car and sat right on my lap I put these hoes to sleep, after we fuck, she wanna take a nap Uh, play your cards right And make sure that you don’t ever leave your strap All my problems came back, takin’ pills, fuck, I just left Tryna change my fam life, only reason I made a rap Niggas gon’ say this and that, but the real know that shit is cap
[Interlude: YNP Maine] I be hearin’ voices all the time One tellin’ me “Do this”, one tellin’ me “Do that” You just gotta know what you gotta do
[Verse 1: YNP Maine] I wasn’t tryna put them problems on my mama Whole lot of nights, I cried alone, fourteen, was goin’ through trauma I ain’t ask for help, after they killed big bro, I was gettin’ dollars They say you catch an opp lackin’, then you pop him like a bottle Uh, talkin’ for what? Ain’t no need to talk, they hearin’ dial tones Always use the burner, ’cause the feds, they trackin’ iPhones Let the codeine ease my pain with four lines in this styrofoam Lil’ bitch, I’m right on the dead people, just to not be wrong It’s a fast car, I done did the dash and put this bitch in sport If I owe you, I’ma pay you full, ain’t never comin’ short Used to be a middleman, had to get to the main source Shoutout to the ones who vouched and I salute for the support Ayy, watch your homie, I done seen some real niggas squeal You would think my brodie sick, the way he look poppin’ pills Goin’ to think about my brothers, that shit give me real chills We was broke, tryna plot on how we was gon’ get us a mill’
[Chorus: YNP Maine] Uh, like damn, like who the fuck is that? Lil’ mama know she bad, she might as well go ahead and let me tap I knew she was a freak, got in the car and sat right on my lap I put these hoes to sleep, after we fuck, she wanna take a nap Uh, play your cards right And make sure that you don’t ever leave your strap All my problems came back, takin’ pills, fuck, I just left Tryna change my fam life, only reason I made a rap Niggas gon’ say this and that, but the real know that shit is cap
[Verse 2: YNP Maine] Had to learn at a young age, you couldn’t show no love But I’m glad that that shit happened, ’cause that shit keep me above Remember we ain’t have no plates, we was tryna get off a dub Now niggas dependin’ me, ’cause they know that I’m the plug I’ma get your bitch wet, like it’s water goin’ in the tub Where I’m from, it’s niggas gettin’ robbed by they own cousin Me and my niggas go stand out, ain’t pickin’ sides like Crips and Bloods For the bitches who wanna fuck, when I was broke, bitch, where you was? I ain’t use the stairs, I went straight up, like it’s an elevator Gotta know I’m doin’ somethin’ right, ’cause, yeah, I got a lot of haters Thinkin’ ’bout my bros, wish they was here for them to see us make it If you knew what I’ve been through, you would be shocked on how I take it Fightin’ demons in the sleep, got ’em runnin’ from Satan He let off his shots, knew he was dead soon as he touched the pavement One thing I don’t play ’bout is when a nigga owe me paper Feel like the hero in my hood, I need a fuckin’ cape Ayy, the bag gettin’ bigger, so the hoes chasin’ Get in my feelings and my thoughts, ’cause this what I’m facin’ I ain’t trippin’ ’bout this ho’, I’m just doin’ some replacin’ (I ain’t trippin’ ’bout this ho’, I’m just doin’ some replacin’)
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
[Intro: Chinese Kitty & DJ Drama] (Dramatic, nigga) (Yeah, uh) (Coke Boy, baby) You hear me chewin’? That’s ’cause you niggas gettin’ ate up And I’m still out here hungry, hahaha (Go) Chinese Kitty told me y’all niggas is like food Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Chinese Kitty] Take a picture with a nigga, now they think we fucked all of a sudden I got niggas in my business and they ain’t payin’ me nothin’ How that sound? Niggas buggin’ Call y’all niggas 12 ’cause y’all ship it by the dozen (Sheesh) Hatin’-ass pocket-watchin’ hoes, it’s for you too A bad bitch is not concerned about the shit that you do ‘Cause I don’t even see her (Yeah, uh) I got my foot up on the jet and he gon’ eat it ’til we land
[Verse 1: Chinese Kitty] I’m a big stepper, check getter, fuck better, neck better (UH) Hair wetter, wrist wetter, taste better, fit better (Ooh) I know they mad I got these bitches poppin’ out And like the picture, crop it out, and I ain’t tryna swap it out We in the Hellcat, this pussy turn him to a demon, got me leakin’ Left his last bitch and she know I’m the reason that she greedy They takin’ shots, all on the ‘net, he shot his shot, I got a check And I don’t even post these niggas, they gon’ do that shit theyself
[Chorus: Chinese Kitty] Take a picture with a nigga, now they think we fucked all of a sudden I got niggas in my business and they ain’t payin’ me nothin’ How that sound? Niggas buggin’ Call y’all niggas 12 ’cause y’all ship it by the dozen (Sheesh) Hatin’-ass pocket-watchin’ hoes, it’s for you too A bad bitch is not concerned about the shit that you do ‘Cause I don’t even see her (Yeah, uh) I got my foot up on the jet and he gon’ eat it ’til we land (Yeah, uh)
[Verse 2: Chinese Kitty] Big stop, what you doin’? It’s a baddy on the walk-in He say he want a wife, y’all need a hundred just to lock in Giuseppe, Chanel, he drop the ticket, now he stalkin’ Fumble on the kitty, well, you took a loss then (Yeah) I need a rich nigga who gon’ front me all them bills I need some new dick, some new back, some head that give me chill (Ow) A bitch is too lit, I’m too rich, but now they say I’m stinkin’ Only intimidatin’ a nigga who ain’t never onto nothin’ (Yeah)
[Chorus: Chinese Kitty] Take a picture with a nigga, now they think we fucked all of a sudden I got niggas in my business and they ain’t payin’ me nothin’ How that sound? Niggas buggin’ Call y’all niggas 12 ’cause y’all ship it by the dozen (Sheesh) Hatin’-ass pocket-watchin’ hoes, it’s for you too A bad bitch is not concerned about the shit that you do ‘Cause I don’t even see her (Yeah, uh) I got my foot up on the jet and he gon’ eat it ’til we land (Yeah, uh)
[Outro: DJ Drama & Chinese Kitty] (Gangsta Grillz) (Let’s go) Coke Boys 6 (Uh, shoutout Frank) DJ Drama (Coke Boys, yeah) (Big stepper, get it, let’s go)
Songwriter (s): Chinese Kitty, French Montana, DJ Drama & Mitch Mula
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
[Intro: DThang & DJ Drama] Ayo, Y to the Gs into the sky (Grrah) Never put an O before my Y (Grrah) Take her to the T (Grrah, grrah, boom) Even my abuela know that She wanna meet the G, like— Huh? RPT, 4Sev, 4Sev DJ Drama
[Chorus: DThang] No, I’m not jackin’ the other side for the smoke, and they dead friends out the zip Know this Glocky is still on my hip, like— Nigga, my forty-six on my dick (Like) And we told y’all it’s props in the field (They said he just watchin’ the kid) Okay, I thought y’all be talkin’ y’all shit (What?) Like, talk on the boy, like y’all wasn’t on—, shh (4Sev) I can really get into this shit (Into this shit) We can start sayin’ names in this shit (In this shit) But then they start thinkin’ they famous and lit (And famous?) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) I can really get into this shit (For sure) We can start sayin’ names in this shit (Like what) But then they start thinkin’ they famous and lit (At all) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) And no, I’m not jackin’ the other side for the smoke, and they dead friends out the zip Know this Glocky is still on my hip, like— Nigga, my forty-six on my dick (Like) And we told y’all it’s props in the field (They said he just watchin’ the kid) Okay, I thought y’all be talkin’ y’all shit (What?) Like, talk on the boy, like y’all wasn’t on—, shh (4Sev) I can really get into this shit (Into this shit) We can start sayin’ names in this shit (In this shit) But then they start thinkin’ they famous and lit (And famous?) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) I can really get into this shit (For sure) We can start sayin’ names in this shit (Like what) But then they start thinkin’ they famous and lit (At all) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty)
[Verse: DThang] Like I’m in L.A. right now, smoke an O I could never, ever be sober Blue-Tec, but approvin’ the Rover (Like what?) She like to think she love, but I blow up (Brr) Free the guys in the four, makin’ niggas fold up That’s the O, we turned him to a donut And she wanna meet the G’s Like drive that boat, my gun, she totin’ Like shake it, shake it, she in love with my voice, tryna get naked And I’m RPT, baby girl, I ain’t basic (RPT) Drop the O, maybe you’ll be sanctioned And that girl might be banned from the T’s (Like what?) Heard she be with the O’s, thinkin’ we don’t know And that girl might be banned from the T’s (Like what?) Heard she be with the O’s, thinkin’ we don’t know
[Pre-Chorus: DThang] Get hit, heard she jackin’ the opps and I get on the drop She gon’ die right on the spot Matter of fact, I see blue ‘fore it’s not (Gang, gang, gang) Don’t trip, forty-six on my back when I’m totin’ the strap And I can’t get caught with another gun (At all, at all) But it all could get shot if you tryna front (At all, at all) Get hit, heard she jackin’ the opps and I get on the drop She gon’ die right on the spot Matter of fact, I see blue ‘fore it’s not (Gang, gang, gang) Don’t trip, forty-six on my back when I’m totin’ the strap And I can’t get caught with another gun (At all, at all) But it all could get shot if you tryna front (At all, at all)
[Chorus: DThang] And no, I’m not jackin’ the other side for the smoke, and they dead friends out the zip Know this is Glocky is still on my hip, like— Nigga, my forty-six on my dick (Like) And we told y’all it’s props in the field (They said he just watchin’ the kid) Okay, I thought y’all be talkin’ y’all shit (What?) Like, talk on the boy, like y’all wasn’t on—, shh (4Sev) I can really get into this shit (Into this shit) We can start sayin’ names in this shit (In this shit) But then they start thinkin’ they famous and lit (And famous?) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) I can really get into this shit (For sure) We can start sayin’ names in this shit (Like what) But then they start thinkin’ they famous and lit (At all) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) And no, I’m not jackin’ the other side for the smoke, and they dead friends out the zip Know this is Glocky is still on my hip, like— Nigga, my forty-six on my dick (Like) And we told y’all it’s props in the field (They said he just watchin’ the kid) Okay, I thought y’all be talkin’ y’all shit (What?) Like, talk on the boy, like y’all wasn’t on—, shh (4Sev) I can really get into this shit (Into this shit) We can start sayin’ names in this shit (In this shit) But then they start thinkin’ they famous and lit (And famous?) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) I can really get into this shit (For sure) We can start sayin’ names in this shit (Like what) But then they start thinkin’ they famous and lit (At all) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty)
[Outro: Dthang & DJ Drama] I can really get into this shit We can start sayin’ names in this shit But then they start thinkin’ they famous and lit And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Gangsta Grillz)
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Earned this is a track by LGP Qua, DJ Drama & Tory Lanez
[Intro: DJ Drama] (I’m workin’ on dyin’) They question how I got the top spot Huh, nigga, ’cause I earned it (Gangsta Grillz)
[Verse 1: LGP Qua & Tory Lanez] I’m feelin’ better than I ever did On a paper mission, tryna get it like a settlement They see the bench plan goin’ hard, please [?] Know they ’bout to hear this and go crazy in the club again Knowin’ that we got it, baby girl, so why you askin’? Knowin’ she was foreign, from the head down to the accent And every time she hit an injury, she say “Damn, is that an Aston?” Every time I see them jeans, I’m thinkin’ “How she fit the ass in?” (Uh)
[Verse 2: Tory Lanez] How she fit that ass in? I just pull an [?] Fuck her like a butcher, tryna [?] like I’m Aston Shorty and her folks got that Volks’ and that wagon Should I hit once? I’m supposed to be braggin’ Buy a bitch [?], but don’t buy that bitch a Birkin Fuck her friend good, make her other friend nervous She don’t want my dick, fuck her, bitch, I jerk it I’m flee, get the pussy for free, so why splurge it?
[Pre-Chorus: LGP Qua, Tory Lanez, Both] Why they talkin’ how they talkin’ ’cause they made niggas? (What?) Why everybody throwin’ shots at the made niggas? (Grr) Off the rep, take a guess what we made, nigga All top tier, bad girls gettin’ slayed, nigga
[Chorus: LGP Qua & Tory Lanez] Nigga, ’cause we earned that (‘Cause we earned that) Nigga, ’cause we earned that (Grr) Nigga, ’cause we earned that (‘Cause we earned that) All top tier, bad girls gettin’ slayed, nigga (Ah) Nigga, ’cause we earned that (Philly) Nigga, ’cause we earned that (Oh) Nigga, ’cause we earned that (What?) All top tier, bad girls gettin’ slayed, nigga
[Verse 3: Tory Lanez] I’m in Philly, bad bitch, I fuck a silly nigga I work the pot and count this money like a friendly nigga He goin’ live all in the trap and I’m like “Really, nigga?” And any nigga wonder why we gotta kill these niggas Bustdown AP’s Nigga yellin’ touchdown with my AC, niggas—, yeah Shorty really don’t deserve to fuck me She can throw it at me now, but I deserve that cudi, on the real
[Verse 4: LGP Qua] What’s the dealy? I call up Tory, he in the city I got a feelin’ that niggas really ain’t fuckin’ with me Let’s get paid, be the motto niggas, my brothers with me Out of bounds, caught ’em like I put somethin’ on them North feel That’s where you can find me, where the murder counter’s higher Than the streaming lost on TIDAL When a war real, you can’t go and hind And it’s the chance to prove yourself ‘Cause you gon’ die or be an idol, turn me up
[Pre-Chorus: LGP Qua, Tory Lanez, Both] Why they talkin’ how they talkin’ ’cause they made niggas? (What?) Why everybody throwin’ shots at the made niggas? (Grr) Off the rep, take a guess what we made, nigga All top tier, bad girls gettin’ slayed, nigga
[Chorus: LGP Qua & Tory Lanez] Nigga, ’cause we earned that (‘Cause we earned that) Nigga, ’cause we earned that (Grr) Nigga, ’cause we earned that (‘Cause we earned that) All top tier, bad girls gettin’ slayed, nigga (Ah) Nigga, ’cause we earned that (Philly) Nigga, ’cause we earned that (Oh) Nigga, ’cause we earned that (What?) All top tier, bad girls gettin’ slayed, nigga (Ah)
[Outro: DJ Drama, Tory Lanez & LGP Qua] (Gangsta Grillz) Shoutout to Philly (Philly, oh) Shoutout to T-Dot LGP Qua All top tier, bad girls gettin’ slayed, nigga Tory
Songwriter (s): LGP Qua, French Montana, DJ Drama, Tory Lanez & Oogie Mane
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
Daystar Shemuel Shua Peterson, known professionally as Tory Lanez, is a Canadian rapper, singer, and record producer. He received initial recognition from the mixtape Conflicts of My Soul: The 416 Story, released in August 2013.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Gang Gang this track by Kenzo B, DJ Drama & DThang features King Combs
[Intro: DJ Drama] Shorty got potential, I could be her sponsor I met her backstage at a Coke Boy concert I can tell by her aura, she want Dram’ the God, hahaha
[Verse 1: DThang] Catch us an opp, we see him at the cage Like, stop it and sell to be him, what it break? When I get off PT, I don’t miss But I focus on music and how to get rich Told the haters to get off my shit Love, well, you all fell in love with my grip Told the haters to get off my skin Level you hope, fell in love with my grip Like, gang, gang, gang, like, gang, gang, gang Catch a head, then we takin’ a trip She like it that you crazy, you know that you lit And for one, better stay with a stick ‘Cause they know how I am when I [?] shit And I’m gettin’ paid for the walkthrough If I spot ’em, I shot ’em, you know that I saw you Nigga, it’s up, better watch who you talk to Like, baby girl, I’m a doctor, you know I ain’t for you We tote knockers on knockers on knockers At the block, don’t hate, that’s his father Our thots, when they block, finna stop it Like, scream “RPT” and our bitches gon’ cop it Our thots, when they block, finna stop it Like, scream “RPT” and our bitches gon’ cop it (Gangsta) They know you the one that be stylin’ Send shots, fell in love with the violence So I see all my opps want attention But I fall, I bust all that shit down and listen We just gon’ sign like “Kay, keep drinkin'” Don’t stop ’til the whole clan missin’ And since I was thirteen, my fingers was itchin’ Tried to sort out, but they really bitches And I got highways, I go trippin’ If I fuck her double, then she start reminscin’ And the opps better do what they said Can not lack, I keep one in the head Like, remember times I ain’t have no bed Now I got that bag and I’m flyin’ the rag (Gangsta Grillz)
[Verse 2: King Combs & Kenzo B] You wanna be a shot caller, huh? You wanna hang with the ballers I got some niggas that drill you, lift you, spin you, in that oder Cuban link, my Audemar, I’m on fun, not fallin’ off I could turn you to a star, if I put you on my arm Movin’ and lootin’ a sprinter, she wanna be with a winner You go [?] for the dinner, she ain’t the same when I’m with her You gotta pay just to hit her Get her a bag, it’s a Birkin, Maybach for the curtains Hoes talk, they be chirpin’, OnlyFans, she be twerkin’ Hit me up if it ain’t workin’, like, gang, gang, gang Like, my chain swing, like, hoppin’ out the Range, like Prezi Plain Jane like, bitch wanna stay the night Bad bitch, she hype, could’ve went and passed her life (Kenzo B) Gang, gang, gang (Look)
[Verse 3: Kenzo B] Big money, big chain, everythin’ big when it come to a boss I kept my mind on the money, these bitches They wanna live lavish, but they can’t afford what it cost I ain’t takin’ no loss (I ain’t takin’ no what?) Turned my L’s into lessons and now I’m above (Like) All of them niggas that ain’t show me love Now it is what it is and it ain’t what it was They say I’m movin’ different If they wasn’t hatin’, they wouldn’t be pressed (Facts) And it ain’t no debate When a bitch look at me, all that bitch finna see is a threat (What you see?) When I speak, all them bitches gon’ listen, they still gon’ be stressed But I’d rather a pussy that know that she pussy Instead of a pussy who pumpin’ her chest (No cap) But they still gotta show some respect I put my all in this shit I’ll be damned if I go change and let ’em trick me out my spot (Grrah) Bought out the switch and I don’t gotta worry He blitzin’ if shit get sticky with the opps I be big B, I be callin’ the shots (Baow) Laughin’ the way, while they takin’ my orders Came a long way from the block to the top All these niggas my sons and these bitches my daughters, grrah
Songwriter (s): DThang, Kenzo B, King Combs, French Montana, DJ Drama, Charlie Rock & Harry Fraud
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Can’t Stop Won’t Stop (Remix) this track by King Combs, French Montana & DJ Drama features Kodak Black
[Intro: King Combs & French Montana] Come out and play You know we had to do a remix, right? (Rippa on the beat, bitch) You know what it is (You know what it is) When you hear that (When you hear that) Han (Han) Montana (Montana) This is the remix, Gangsta Grillz You hear the remix on the radio (Han) You know I sniped him from a video (Han) She say I’m busy, I don’t pay her no attention I had to curve, man, she sub me on her mentions Brinks truck, Coke Boys, Bad Boys (Bad Boys)
[Verse 1: French Montana] I done fucked more bitches than Floyd (Money T) He’s a slut, he’s a ho, he’s a freak Fucked and actress and a bartender same week (Ha) L.A party, me and Big took the same route I had Nia Long [?] in the same house I fucked my main bitch (Han) with my sidepiece Haters want me out the game like I’m Kyrie (Woo) Stash the yay in the Kardash’ and I got bricks off Ask Ye, Montana snipe ’em like Chris Paul (Woo) Hit it from the back, let your man munch on you Baby, that don’t mean I don’t got a crush on you
[Chorus: Kodak Black] Can’t stop, won’t stop, Bad Boy Always upgradin’ from my last whore I done fucked on Risha, Keisha and Joy And I ain’t trippin’ if you dippin’, enjoy I was locked twenty-three and one Now I ball like 23, AND1 Sniper Gang, I’m always playin’ manhunt I’m the one who killed lil’ Foolie and what?
[Verse 2: Kodak Black] Still got the fire in my eyes but I changed though Suck my dick, bitch, I’m too rich to drive a Range Rover Lil’ Haiti baby, I remember stealin’ mangoes How my side bitch fuck better than my main ho? (Woo) How my side bitch fuck better than my main bitch? Every nigga say it’s smoke, they get extinguished
[Verse 3: King Combs] I just talk that Guapanese, it’s my language (Woo) I just put some Cartiers on my main bitch (Fuck) I just put some Valentino on my main ho (My main ho) Bad Boy chain bussin’ like the rainbow (Bussin’) I’m off Yak, I’m with Yak in the Lambo (Yak) Yellin’ out the window, “Money ain’t a thing, ho” Yeah, uh We outside again Couple goons with me, we ain’t hidin’ in Brand new Cullinan, that’s what we slidin’ in (Uh) Bad lil’ bitch, I Prada her That pussy good, she proud of it (Proud of it) I can’t fall in love ’cause that money be my bottom bitch But she still suck it and then she swallow it (Yeah, yeah) All these niggas steady hating ’cause more money be more problems We gon’ let these niggas talkin’, we gon’ silence it King
[Chorus: Kodak Black] Can’t stop, won’t stop, Bad Boy Always upgradin’ from my last whore I done fucked on Risha, Keisha and Joy And I ain’t trippin’ if you dippin’, enjoy I was locked twenty-three and one Now I ball like 23, AND1 Sniper Gang, I’m always playin’ manhunt I’m the one who killed lil’ Foolie and what?
[Verse 4: King Combs] It might look light but it’s heavy like my Jesus Might rock a throwback like I’m Fab with the chipped tooth Fuck with me, baby, I got DeLeón and blunts too She text me, “Where you at?”, I sent the addy, come through Now she in love with me ’cause she ain’t used to luxury Why would I hate on you? I do my thing comfortably I’m not the one, I’m not the two, you know it, C3 She brushin’ up my ways, talking ’bout, she need me (Ooh)
[Chorus: Kodak Black] Can’t stop, won’t stop, Bad Boy Always upgradin’ from my last whore I done fucked on Risha, Keisha and Joy And I ain’t trippin’ if you dippin, enjoy I was locked twenty-three and one Now I ball like 23, AND1 Sniper Gang, I’m always playin’ manhunt I’m the one who killed lil’ Foolie and what?
[Outro: King Combs] As we proceed To give you what you need Kodak King Combs Bad Boy
Songwriter (s): King Combs, Kodak Black, French Montana, DJ Drama & Rippa On The Beat
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
Bill Kahan Kapri, better known by his stage name Kodak Black, is an American rapper. He gained initial recognition with his single "No Flockin", released in 2014. His debut album, Painting Pictures, peaked at number 3 on the US Billboard 200 and included the Billboard Hot 100 top ten single "Tunnel Vision".
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Addicted To You this is a track by French Montana, DJ Drama & Coke Boy Cheeze
[Intro: DJ Drama & French Montana] The reign continues I’m addicted to this dominance You need to play your love and you’re right I just need a plug in my life DJ Drama
[Chorus: French Montana & DJ Drama] I’m addicted to you, I don’t wanna leave Addicted like a fiend to you, I don’t wanna leave (So addictive) Bleed down my eyes for you, I don’t wanna leave Stuck like glue, it’s nothin’ like you (Get ’em)
[Verse 1: French Montana] Uh, addicted to the game, half a milli’ for the chain Quarter-milli’ for the bracelet (Ah), schemin’ out the basement Took off like a spaceship, opps spinnin’ Vs on the block (Skrrt) Ten sleeves, poppin’ pills in the matrix (Bah, bah, bah) Bent like a maniac, you know where your lady at Sniper like I’m A-Rob Been havin’ nightmares about my dream job (Haan) I’m addicted with the [?] Robe on like I’m Hugh Hefner You need a blue cap, not a blue check (Haha) Blew Percys Tires screechin’, rari’ horses like Kentucky Derby I’m addicted to the block, you need to play your love and you’re right I just need a plug in my life (Montana)
[Chorus: French Montana] I’m addicted to you, I don’t wanna leave Addicted like a fiend to you, I don’t wanna leave Bleed down my eyes for you, I don’t wanna leave Stuck like glue, it’s nothin’ like you
[Verse 2: Coke Boy Cheeze] Feds trailin’ in my rear view, it’s a scary thing I’m cruisin’ strict, red and white stick, like a candy cane (Skrrt) And every ring pokin’ while I’m smokin’ on a Mary Jane (A lot) Bitch, behave, tried to ride my wave until the fairy came [?] was like a store-head, Coke Boy, we got raw hair Kitchen like a booth, mixin’, no, you can’t record there O.T., they want that ice, like it’s summer all year (Haha) Rightful with the scope, like we huntin’ deer all year Movin’ like a snake for the cake ain’t gon’ get you far The movement state to state was born, your girl like a single father Them niggas ain’t servin’ you right Hit the trap, have bird of that white
[Chorus: French Montana] I’m addicted to you, I don’t wanna leave Addicted like a fiend to you, I don’t wanna leave Bleed down my eyes for you, I don’t wanna leave Stuck like glue, it’s nothin’ like you
[Outro: DJ Drama] (Gangsta Grillz) This lifestyle can be so addictive I might need to go to rehab ‘Cause I’m hooked On second thought, nah
Songwriter (s): French Montana, Coke Boy Cheeze & DJ Drama
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Choose You this is a track by French Montana, DJ Drama & Jeremih
[Intro: DJ Drama] Hmm, boy, we had a time last night Boy, we had a time last night Baby I don’t care what you heard I’m not one of them They say what they want They still chose me (Gangsta Grillz)
[Chorus: Jeremih & DJ Drama] All these bitches and I choose you (Ooh) Try a bitch, top down when I cruise through (Ooh) No, I ain’t nothin’ like you used to (Ooh) Still tippin’ off the usual (Ooh) I ain’t nothin’ that you used to now (Ooh) Different vibes when we cruise through now (It’s just different) From the bottom with you ’til now (Oh) Everybody wan’ choose you now (Choose you now)
[Verse 1: French Montana] She bloom like the flower (Flower) Bricks build a tower (Tower) Minutes to the hour (The hour) Levels to the power (Power) Blocks to the Forbes, rooftops with my dawgs (Dawgs) Big scope, yeah, Snipes arena at the French open (Ooh) I can’t lie, niggas reach for what they can’t buy (Buy) I been followed, crack told you get your hands high (Up) All the way up, I’m in the island with the seagulls (Up) Desert twins eagle, flyin’ birds with my people (French Montana) I get a hundred on my face card Abu Dhabi with the space car (Coke Boy, baby)
[Chorus: Jeremih] All these bitches and I choose you (Ooh) Try a bitch, top down when I cruise through (Ooh) No, I ain’t nothin’ like you used to (Ooh) Still tippin’ off the usual (Ooh) I ain’t nothin’ that you used to now (Ooh) Different vibes when we cruise through now From the bottom with you ’til now (Oh) Everybody wan’ choose you now (Choose you now)
[Verse 2: Jeremih] I know you need a stand-up nigga Ten toes down, nigga, stand up for me In the bedroom, have the champagne pourin’ We get on it when we get lonely You know who to call, baby, when you phone home When he ain’t home, I mean, when it ain’t homey PJ’s on my PJs, lit Franchise girl in my white tee livin’ Leave your panties hangin’ on my dresser (Woo) Throw some diamonds on you, ain’t no pressure (Woo) Ain’t no words for “Yes,” I’m in it
[Chorus: Jeremih] All these bitches and I choose you (Ooh) Try a bitch, top down when I cruise through (Ooh) No, I ain’t nothin’ like you used to (Ooh) Still tippin’ off the usual (Ooh) I ain’t nothin’ that you used to now (Ooh) Different vibes when we cruise through now From the bottom with you ’til now (Oh) Everybody wan’ choose you now (Choose you now)
[Outro: DJ Drama] Welcome to the Sniper Gang (Welcome to the Sniper Gang) And we use silencers (And we use silencers) Shh
Songwriter (s): French Montana, Jeremih & DJ Drama
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
Jeremy Phillip Felton, known professionally as Jeremih, is an American singer, songwriter and record producer. In 2009, he signed a record deal with Def Jam Recordings.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Igloo this is a track by French Montana, DJ Drama & Rob49
[Intro: French Montana, Rob49 & DJ Drama] You know what it is When you hear that (Yeah), “Haan” (Yeah) Yessir Yeah
[Chorus: Rob49] Yeah, I ain’t never seen this many haters in one circle (Haters in one circle) I ain’t never know this many niggas was tryna hurt me (Tryna hurt me) Fire on my right, ’cause my left wrist look like an igloo (Pew) If you heard a rumor, I bet you heard that I’m a real one
[Interlude: French Montana, DJ Drama & Rob49] (Gangsta Grillz) You know what it is I was gon’ give y’all a chance to catch up When you hear that (Yeah), “Haan” (Yeah) Y’all niggas takin’ too long though Yeah (Hahaha)
[Chorus: Rob49] I ain’t never seen this many haters in one circle (Haters in one circle) I ain’t never know this many niggas was tryna hurt me (Tryna hurt me) Fire on my right, ’cause my left wrist look like an igloo (Pew) If you heard a rumor, I bet you heard that I’m a real one, uh Bet you heard I’m chill, but ’bout that money, I’ve been to kill somethin’ Me and all my blood the same way, they really did that (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Rob49] I’m gettin’ money and she know it (And she know it) I know that backdoor close, but I’ve been out here hustlin’ Fuck that shit, I kick the door in They saw me at my lowest (At my lowest) And they ain’t help or nothin’ They gon’ ask for handouts when they see me get that bag in I’m a hustler, right? Project baby, ain’t have shit, but turned up my whole life All my niggas shit too, I just paid three-hundred for this quarter Got me back and forth to school I was outside every night, like I ain’t have nothin’ to lose I was trappin’ like a motherfucker Tryna move my mama out that crib we got evicted from Landlord gave us pink slips Now they can’t come close to this lil’ house, ’cause, bitch, it’s my shit Nigga say he up more than my gang, this nigga lyin’
[Chorus: Rob49] I ain’t never seen this many haters in one circle (Haters in one circle) I ain’t never know this many niggas was tryna hurt me (Tryna hurt me) Fire on my right, ’cause my left wrist look like an igloo (Pew) If you heard a rumor, I bet you heard that I’m a real one, uh Bet you heard I’m chill, but ’bout that money, I’ve been to kill somethin’ Me and all my blood the same way, they really did that
[Verse 2: French Montana] Ridin’ with the horses, bitch, no Kentucky Derby (Skrrt) Stay schemin’, fuck boys plottin’, tryna hurt me (Tryna hurt me) Ridin’ with the ‘Wop, spin the block, ’til I’m dizzy (Haan) My old hoes watchin’ me on TV, know they miss me (Know they miss me) Gettin’ money and she know it (Haan) Watch her charge you for the box Frontin’ like she model when she horny (Ah) And niggas ain’t nobody (‘Body) Your guns ain’t got no bodies (Bodies) Tryna make my heart stop and lean with the molly (Lean with the molly) You don’t need no passport to go to Vulture Island (Ah) Never came back when I got it off co-signin’ My homie say he want it, if you got it, he gon’ leave with it Couldn’t pop his chain, so he dragged ’em down the street with it
[Chorus: Rob49] I ain’t never seen this many haters in one circle (Haters in one circle) I ain’t never know this many niggas was tryna hurt me (Tryna hurt me) Fire on my right, ’cause my left wrist look like an igloo (Pew) If you heard a rumor, I bet you heard that I’m a real one, uh Bet you heard I’m chill, but ’bout that money, I’ve been to kill somethin’ Me and all my blood the same way, they really did that
[Verse 3: Rob49] He just took a Percy pill, waitin’ on this bitch to work I be sellin’ like a weed like a tree, he’s tryna sell the Earth Nigga, I ain’t took nothin’ All that woofin’ on the ‘Gram gon’ get your bitch fucked (Mmm) He think he lit ’cause he got money, nigga, fuck you A big gorilla, even by myself, like King Kong (King Kong) Yeah (Yeah), I still pray to G-O-D, try your luck, I’ll bet you see I bring QC, like I’m P, I be easy, like I’m E I bought drugs in this car, wrapped ’em in the baby seat He still prayin’ to Allah, but he blow pistols, like a neek I’m a four-wall nigga, I don’t give a fuck I caught niggas moshed up, son, that’s ’cause I raised ’em I’ma take that drive to the country to get ’em off I ain’t trippin’ who I served, ’cause once I sell ’em, then they sold, yeah
[Chorus: Rob49] I ain’t never seen this many haters in one circle (Haters in one circle) I ain’t never know this many niggas was tryna hurt me (Tryna hurt me) Fire on my right, ’cause my left wrist look like an igloo (Pew) If you heard a rumor, I bet you heard that I’m a real one, uh Bet you heard I’m chill, but ’bout that money, I’ve been to kill somethin’ Me and all my blood the same way, they really did that
[Outro: DJ Drama & Rob49] (Gangsta Grillz) Where Vulture Island (Yeah) Comes to Culture Island (Yeah) That’s a Gangsta Grillz (Yeah) Y’all still arguin’ about who the greatest is?
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
New Punani this is a track by French Montana, DJ Drama & Coke Boy Cheeze
[Intro: DJ Drama] Aight, fuck all that “New year, new me” shit New year, same me Maybe some new money And maybe some new punani, hahaha
[Chorus: French Montana & DJ Drama] You lost her and you don’t want her back, huh? (Back, huh?) You’re lookin’ for your opps with your strap, huh (Montana) You had elevators in the trap, huh? (Trap, huh?) You the greatest with the cap, huh (Woo) Ridin’ ’round with my strap, it don’t stop (Stop) Plotted on us and we still came out on top (Top) Shorty started rubbin’ on me, told her “Don’t stop” (Stop) I hit it from the back and then she came on top (Coke Boy, baby) (Gangsta Grillz) I woke up in some new punani (On top of me, on top of me) I woke up in some new punani (Mr. Thanksgiving) (French Montana, they ain’t gon’ like you)
[Verse 1: French Montana] Uh, ask me no questions (No), I tell you no lies (Lies) Bigger the wrist (Wrist), bigger the prize (Prize) Bigger the dose (Dose), bigger her eyes (Eyes) You bigger than most (Most), but you ain’t bigger than God (Haan) Diamond singles, platinum albums, still feed the streets (Haan) I’m livin’ in her head, I might pay the lease (Lease) She a ten, ride the wave, like Patrick Swayze (Woo) I’m throwin’ chokes off the boat, like I’m Tom Brady (Ah) Wrist shinin’, big time is what I’m supposed to do (Bling) Front line, it’s car time and suckers get emotional (Emotion) Mama turned the TV on, used to whip a whole brick in ABION Now Vegas residency like Celine Dion (Haan)
[Chorus: French Montana & DJ Drama] You lost her and you don’t want her back, huh? (Back, huh?) You’re lookin’ for your opps with your strap, huh (Strap, huh?) You had elevators in the trap, huh? (Trap, huh?) You the greatest with the cap, huh Ridin’ ’round with my strap, it don’t stop (Stop) Plotted on us and we still came out on top (Top) Shorty started rubbin’ on me, told her “Don’t stop” (Stop) I hit it from the back and then she came on top (Coke Boy, baby) (Gangsta Grillz) I woke up in some new punani (On top of me, on top of me) I woke up in some new punani (Mr. Thanksgiving)
[Verse 2: Coke Boy Cheeze] It ain’t ’bout no bread, what you said? Can you please remind me? Woke up in some new punani, drippin’ like I’m in the [?] She suck my soul out my body, like illuminati (Illuminati) Matter of fact, she suck me like a crab lake claw (Haha) She a slaw, put her lips on the dick, like a straw (Like a straw) I just dipped her boy kicks, but they look like the fours (The fours) Spaceship with the stars, bitch, I’ll probably land on Mars (On Mars) Came up out them trenches, near them bitches with no scars (Scars) Purple butt, purple head, smokin’ on that Barney pack (That pack) Coke Boys 6, French had to bring the army back (Uh-huh) Say the streets is sleepin’, they about to get insomnia (They can’t sleep now) Coke Boys 6, French had to bring the army back (The army back)
[Chorus: French Montana] You lost her and you don’t want her back, huh? (Back, huh?) You’re lookin’ for your opps with your strap, huh (Strap, huh?) You had elevators in the trap, huh? (Trap, huh?) You the greatest with the cap, huh Ridin’ ’round with my strap, it don’t stop (Stop) Plotted on us and we still came out on top (Top) Shorty started rubbin’ on me, told her “Don’t stop” (Stop) I hit it from the back and then she came on top (Coke Boy, baby) I woke up in some new punani (On top of me, on top of me) I woke up in some new punani
[Outro: DJ Drama] Ah, man It sound so right It feels even better
Songwriter (s): French Montana, Coke Boy Cheeze & DJ Drama
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Not So Bad this is a track by French Montana & DJ Drama
[Intro: French Montana & DJ Drama] It’s the girl that make ’em cry Free Biggaveli (Free Biggaveli) Back at it again (Back at it again) Saga begin (Saga begin, uh-huh), saga begin (Saga begin) Oh, yeah (Oh, yeah) Saga begin (Saga begin) When Max get home (When Max get home) It’s the girls that make ’em cry (We back at it again) Baby (Baby) Them bottles come in (Bottles come in), then the models come in It’s not so bad (It’s not so bad) We back at it again It’s not so bad at all (It’s not so bad at all)
[Chorus: French Montana & DJ Drama] Streets so cold, I wonder why (Why?) I thought I’d seen it all (Seen it all) Every mornin’, I wake up, grab my extendo (Extendo) ‘Cause I can’t sleep at all (Can’t sleep at all) And even if I could, I still think I won’t be straight (I won’t be straight) With Max behind that wall (Behind that wall) It reminds me that it’s not so bad (It’s not so bad) It’s not so bad (DJ Drama, Gangsta—)
[Verse: French Montana] Bruce Willis, die hard, old habits, nine cars Horsepower, no carriage, we established, who the waviest? (Waviest) Countin’ M’s, we the shadiest (The shadiest) ICU night, strapped to my hand was my alias (Ah, ah) Clap me or clap for me, lot of me, a lie for me (Coke Boy, baby) We was gettin’ high like the zombies in Nairobi (Ah) Been stylin’, city island, buckin’ with the salmon (With the salmon, French Montana) That’s wallahi, stackin’ like Mohammad Bin Salman (Wallahi, they ain’t gon’ like you) Ayy, I know practice, Michael Philly, old Mavericks (Old Mavericks, uh-huh) But gold chapters, white chandeliers, stone cactus (Stone cactus, woo) We was blacklist, now I slap them with a different actress (Different actress) And what you charge for your advance, I grab from the afters (Montana)
[Chorus: French Montana] Streets so cold, I wonder why (Why?) I thought I’d seen it all (Seen it all) Every mornin’, I wake up, grab my extendo (Extendo) ‘Cause I can’t sleep at all (Can’t sleep at all) And even if I could, I still think I won’t be straight (I won’t be straight) With Max behind that wall (Behind that wall) It reminds me that it’s not so bad (It’s not so bad) It’s not so bad
[Outro: French Montana & DJ Drama] Gangsta Grillz (It’s the girl that make ’em cry) I told y’all before If I wasn’t a DJ (If I wasn’t a DJ) I would have been a surfer (I would have been a surfer) I mean (I mean) My waves are the biggest (My waves are the biggest) I stay in the pocket (I stay in the pocket) And I ain’t never been wiped out (Been wiped out) Hahaha, Montana, Biggaveli, holler at me
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Going Yeezy this track by French Montana, DJ Drama & Coke Boy Cheeze features Lil Mo Mozzarella
[Intro: Lil Mo Mozzarella, French Montana & DJ Drama] Yeah, a lot changed since the first Coke Boy album But then again, not too much Girls still out here poppin’ their boxes Kids out here smokin’ weed, listenin’ to rap Take it easy on my brother Frenchie right here Montana (Coke Boy, baby) See, me and French We go back like Cocaine City DVD’s (Ow) The come-up was crazy Don’t get smacked tryna fuck with us
[Chorus: French Montana & DJ Drama] Fuck with me, baby (Ayy) It ain’t easy, I’m goin’ easy (Oh, oh) (Gangsta Grillz) Fuck with me, baby (Haan) Life is hard, tell death to take it easy (Montana) DJ Drama
[Verse 1: French Montana] Check the penthouse, word to Dyckman, you ain’t see these heights (Ayy) Smell strong, he gotta double-back and seal it twice (And seal it twice) My drop cost two planes (Planes), I’m Biggie with two canes (Canes) My block like Ukraine (Ukraine), my opps with Houssein (‘Sein) Underground, her bag brown, opened up new lanes (Lanes) Caught in highs, Peewee curvin’, legend in two games (Games) She pop pills and she swallow, I’m in her DM, like Latto (Ooh) Black future the motto, hard act to follow (Haan) And word to Ross, let that beef end My bitch like Angelina for the weekend, get it by the deep-end (Uh) Top of the engine glass (Glass), she keep the burnin’ stash (Stash) My nerves is bad, I ain’t rocked Louis since Virgil passed (Virgil passed) From the mud to the world is ours, ten-mill’ plus in cars Wine like Russians are, your favorite rapper pressin’ charges (Skrrt) They was boujee at the top So we met ’em at the bottom, like the letter V, this that longevity
[Chorus: French Montana & Coke Boy Cheeze] Fuck with me, baby (Ayy) It ain’t easy, I’m goin’ easy (Oh, oh) Fuck with me, baby (Haan) Life is hard, tell death to take it easy (Ayy, yeah)
[Verse 2: Coke Boy Cheeze] You ain’t talkin’ money, speakin’ paper, I don’t need a lecture Two chicks, black and white, yin and yang, Salt-N-Pepa Had them youngins at your throat, don’t want no smoke, you know it’s pressure Runnin’ ’round reckless, caught a charge, like the brand new Tesla Ride the wave, I’m on the C-floor, like the Lord’s treasure I ain’t into textin’, bring the check and flex it like a wrestler It’s your boy Cheddar, fiends used to love me, I was a raw seller Her jaw’s wetter, nigga, ask your bitch, I’m a jaw stretcher Know it’s coke, fresh up off the boat, Rozay and Montana It ain’t a joke, nigga, for that dough, tie up your mom and grandma They keep on hatin’ and waitin’, hopin’ that God don’t bless you Keep on hatin’, trust, this .38 special
[Chorus: French Montana] Fuck with me, baby (Ayy) It ain’t easy, I’m goin’ easy (Oh, oh) Fuck with me, baby (Haan) Life is hard, tell death to take it easy (Gangsta Grillz)
Songwriter (s): French Montana, Coke Boy Cheeze, DJ Drama & Lil Mo Mozzarella
[Intro: DJ Drama & Max B] Shoutout to the Wave God You know a nigga wanna get on this shit right Max B, Biggaveli Oww Who better? Turnin’ lemons to lemonade We gon’ just do it like this You know what I mean? DJ Drama Shit
[Verse 1: Max B] Big bank take lil’ bank I take the nigga bitch, soon as a nigga blink But he don’t even gotta turn his head, it’s dead We get the bread, we wanted by the feds EMG like action Wanted for conspiracy, murder and not taxes Melly in the caption, celly in the maxes Tell me what it’s called, yeah Rest in peace to my brother grandpa, another boy Pop Smoke, why he have to go? Bitches on Instagram, they miss a lot of dope Gotta be aware of who you let in the crib Niggas will get ya for your skrilla, anybody killer Got these niggas that be buckin’, anybody feel us See, it’s Skete with the nigga, cuff and anybody hit her See, I made her put on her clothes, anybody get her Yeah, I get the litter and they get the picture One little day, keep playin’ with my stacks Tellin’ all my niggas in the hood, I’m comin’ back Tellin’ all my niggas in the hood just to relax, I got this I put the hood on my back, yeah I let her ship on the keys while I drive I tell her to hit it, baby, I’m just tryna get by Ain’t nowhere to go but up (Yeah) Everywhere we go, they know it’s us Say the name
[Outro: DJ Drama] And you wonder where the style come from Free the God (Gangsta Grillz)
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Project Baby (Remix) this track by Vory, DJ Drama & French Montana features Conor McGregor
[Intro: French Montana, DJ Drama, Vory] Vory, what up? (Vory, what up?) You know what it is (You know what it is) When you hear that (When you hear that) Haan (Haan) Coke Boys Yeah (Montana) Gangsta Grillz
[Chorus: Vory & DJ Drama] I come from the gutter, I’m a project baby My heart way too damaged, don’t think God can save me Bro get off them yerkies, he start goin’ brazy Not tryna die sober, ’cause my life too crazy, yeah (Y’all not like us, yeah)
[Verse 1: Vory & DJ Drama] Ayy, do this for my family, give a fuck ’bout GRAMMYs I feel better when I’m with my family, off Patrón and Remy, that shit been better Shot gon’ take it wherever if they try to end me Know a nigga got a bullet loaded, tryna write my ending, oh (Gangsta Grillz) Fly Ty, that’s my nigga, fuck with him, get your shirt tie-dyed (Yeah) Flyin’ state to state with all them blues, catchin’ a Redeye Opps been posted tryna make they move, but we ahead high I still wish more life upon my opps even though he a dead guy (Fuck ’em, oh, baby)
[Chorus: Vory & DJ Drama, French Montana] Yeah, I come from the gutter, I’m a project baby (Kodak, yeah) My heart way too damaged, don’t think God can save me (Yeah) Bro get off them yerkies, he start goin’ brazy (Yeah) My bitch way too damaged, don’t think God can save her (Hey) She know she protected by my ghetto angels (Git) Baby, how do I learn to love myself? (Montana) Oh, baby, how do I do this by myself? Oh, baby (Talk to ’em, French)
[Verse 2: French Montana & DJ Drama] Project baby, livin’ fast Blues, I ain’t break in half Watchin’ while they pitchin’ ’til they leave so I can take the stash (Ah) Strapped in a round of competition, we was runnin’ laps (Bah-bah, bah-baow) Told shawty, I ain’t Keith Sweat, I can’t make it last Make it last forever (Woo) Fresh out the bricks My ghetto angel ain’t got wings, he fronted me a brick She’s switchin’ for a C-note, she’ll do you like G-Money Denino (We all we got) Have you cryin’ in the streets like Benzino (Ah) All this shit is new to me What’s cool to you ain’t cool to me He told on his brother, imagine what he gon’ do to me Left my trust at the door Hundreds stashed in the floor Brown bags got a lot, like Savage and Cole (Haan)
[Chorus: Vory & DJ Drama] I come from the gutter, I’m a project baby My heart way too damaged, don’t think God can save me Bro get off them yorkies, he start goin’ brazy I’m just misunderstood but they rather call it crazy (Oh, why? Gangsta Grillz) Crazy, crazy Baby, oh, baby Crazy, oh, crazy
[Outro: Conor McGregor, DJ Drama & Vory] They don’t call me shit, they just call me project baby I ain’t gon’ lie (Yeah) I still got a chip on my shoulder So this year (So this year) I’m goin’ crazy (I’m goin’ crazy) Tried to say (Say, say) I have given every single thing Every ounce of my life to this craft, to perfecting my craft And I continued to do so And in the process, I have lost my mind To regular society
Songwriter (s): Vory, French Montana, DJ Drama, Boi-1da, Matthew Burnett & Young Martey
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
Tavoris Javon Hollins Jr., known professionally as Vory, is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. He won a Grammy for his work on The Carters' Everything Is Love and has released several solo projects including the EP Lucky Me in 2018 and the single "You Got It" in 2019
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Free Smoke this track by French Montana, DJ Drama & EST Gee features BIG30
[Intro: EST Gee & DJ Drama] Found the J’s to name a wrestler (Yeah, turn me up, YC) Free smoke (Gangsta Grillz) Free smoke
[Verse 1: EST Gee & BIG30] I got my money up They put paper on me, but can’t pay a nigga to fuck with us Boy, you got your gun or what? (Yeah, yeah) Get killed out here, tryna knuckle up (Tryna fight) Steady hallucinatin’, seein’ faces in the smoke I puff (Seein’ demons) My demons ain’t my demons, they my equals, see, we say “What’s up?” How you wanna kill me, but you out the way and stay put up? You know it’s on sight with us, in broad day, get your melon bust (Get your head split) I don’t care if he told ten years ago, he still might tell on us (Might tell) Sometimes I won’t write my opps and ask ’em how [?] Fifty-thousand strong, make all the J’s to name a wrestler (Yeah) You ain’t trappin’ up, before I rapped, I had some record up Like before I came to Memphis, I was ballin’, Ja Morant (Ja Morant) They want beef with us and hope I post and turn they Insta up (Turn they ‘Gram up) You’ll do whatever for attention from the listeners (Get your bands up) Accepted in your car ride to the mall, you put your pistol up (You put your gun up) Right after them captions, actin’, cappin’, like you spint on us (Like you spinnin’) This shit get ridiculous (Yeah, yeah), so I trust in my chopper (I trust in my gun) Fifty-five, don dada, know I send shit to the doctor (Send shit to the doctor) That other shit be fraudulent, niggas know who got dead bodies (Know who got dead bodies) Go get it out the blender, stretch that fit out like pilates Had money ‘fore they signed me (Yeah), I was turnt before they found me (I was turnt up ‘fore they found me) Was fuckin’ with cocaine, way before I met Yo Gotti (Way before I met Yo Gotti) This street shit in my veins, a quarter-million can’t record me (Brr, brr, ayy, ayy, Gangsta Grillz)
[Verse 2: French Montana] When we smoked him, left his brains on the sidewalk (Bah-baow) We ain’t out here claimin’ bodies, like Sauce Walka (Woo) Coke Boy paid dues (Coke Boy, baby) You can catch a RICO tryna get some fake views (Fake views) Suckers out here lose their life, stuntin’ with fake jewels (Fake jewels) When you rich, you gotta watch ’em pour up (Watch ’em pour up) Niggas dirty, cook a brick in Mississippi water (Mississippi water) Behind the wall, wifey loose, she dippin’ with the homies (Haan) Without a test, ain’t no testimony (Testimony) A diss to dead, I still don’t condone it (Uh) They want the clout, shoot up the wake Slide back, that’s how we cross-promote it (Bah-bah-bah-baow) Get the cake, get the weight, then we cook the flour (Flour) Until we die in the grave and they bring the flowers (Coke Boy, baby)
[Chorus: French Montana] La-di-da-di-da-di, body after body Don’t let the devil in, holy ghost in that Bugatti (Skrrt) Free smoke, fuck what you heard about me Everythin’ cost, bitch, but all this smoke-free Free smoke, fuck all the talk about me (Haan) Everythin’ cost, bitch, but all this smoke-free (Haan) (Gangsta Grillz)
[Verse 3: BIG30] Certified in these streets, you can ask the folks ’bout Lil Rod I was fourteen years old, strapped with [?] in every party My opps know I’ll kill ’em, take me one time, I will spark ’em Every clique ever had beef, dropped at least one from out they posse Stay full of opium, promethazine and THC (I’m high) If you one nigga that played, boy, he couldn’t tell you, he deceased (No lie) Promote the violence, menace to society, fuck the peace (Hell nah) Ain’t get that brr from out that raw, that’s the sound of the AUG (Brr, brr) They shouldn’t have ever showed me one bullet can kill a giant (A giant) Bury [?], slangin’ .9, a young nigga a slime (A slime) If you gon’ diss, stand on wax, people gettin’ shot ’cause you hidin’ (stop hidin’) Streets fucked up my lil’ brain, got me worser and violent
[Outro: French Montana] Everythin’ cost, bitch, but all this smoke-free Come get some of this free smoke, bitch Montana, BIG30, EST Gee, haan
Songwriter (s): BIG30, French Montana, EST Gee, DJ Drama & YC
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
George Albert Stone III, known professionally as EST Gee, is an American rapper and songwriter. He is signed to Yo Gotti’s Collective Music Group, Interscope Records and Warlike. He is perhaps best known for his feature on the 2021 single “Real as It Gets” by rapper Lil Baby.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
French Montana, Smookie Margielaa & A$ap Rocky Lyrics
Chit Chat this track by French Montana, Smookie Margielaa & A$ap Rocky
[Intro: DJ Drama] Let’s have a chit chat Dramatic, nigga (D-D-Dramatic)
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky] Life ain’t regular, the new 20-20 Hugh Hefner In the future like a Jetson, hover scooters like a Vespa Gotta guess, please attest, ask no questions (Woo) I’ma hit it, I’ma kill it (Yeah), R.I.P., laid out on stretcher (Woo, woo) Uh, eat the vegetable (Woo, woo) Eco-friendly, might invest into a Tesla (Brr) Let it register (Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo) Shit get spooky, word to Smooky MarGielaa (Baow, baow) (Gangsta)
[Chorus: Smooky MarGielaa] MarGielaa, man, I ain’t even with that chit chat (Woo) Forty chains on my neck, milli’ where my wrist at Couple goons with the tool (Ha), when we pull up, get back (Huh) Got a lame nigga callin’ (Huh), ’cause he want his bitch back (Woo) Damn (Brr)
[Verse 2: Smooky MarGielaa] Run up on, I’ma give it right back (Woo, brr) Three foreigns parked up, boy, you can’t afford that (Baow) Got some boomin’, in Margiela’s, five racks plus tax (Yeah) Fake niggas always lookin’, why they get they movin’ like that? (Yeah) Ayy, skrrt off with your shorty in a beamer (Yeah) Say you lookin’ for her, I ain’t never see her (Yeah, woah) Came from duckin’ felonies and misdemeanors (Woo, woo) Ain’t wanna see us cappin’, down in big arenas (Woo, woo) I’m big G.R.A.P.E., but I got an old demeanor (Woo) Don’t run up, ’cause you know I keep my nina (Woo) Haters always hatin’, get no money, they can’t keep up (Woo) Stay up out my business, you should go and get your green up (Woo)
[Chorus: Smooky MarGielaa & French Montana] MarGielaa man, I ain’t even with that chit chat (Woo) Forty chains on my neck, milli’ where my wrist at (Ha) Couple goons with the tool, when we pull up, get back (Montana) Got a lame nigga callin’, ’cause he want his bitch back (Haan) Damn
[Verse 3: French Montana] ’88 rope chain on body beamers (Skrrt) South Bronx, Mona Lisa, anybody seen her (Woo) Montana, man, whip it up for that get back (Yeah) Got a thing with me, wanna fuck? No chit-chat (Haan) Two-hundred bands, AP, baguette, wrist wrap (Woo, woo, woo) Yeah, taliban, rack top, niggas big cap (Woo, woo, brr) Yeah, marchin’ band, hundred rounds hangin’ off the chopper (Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, brr) 2020 done, yeah, Phantom of the Opera (Haan) Word to them crabs on the island eatin’ lobster (Woo) Straight to the back, she hold my dick like an Oscar (Ah) Wait ’til you see it from the photo (Photo) Shooter with me, ridin’ with a sawed off (Sawed off, baow) I’ll never do my dawg like Manolo (Manolo) Paparazzi pay a hunnid bands for the photo I was spinnin’ block, blow the top off your coupe Montega man, MarGielaa man what it do?
[Chorus: Smooky MarGielaa] MarGielaa man, I ain’t even with that chit chat Forty chains on my neck, milli’ where my wrist at Couple goons with the tool, when we pull up, get back Got a lame nigga callin’, ’cause he want his bitch back Damn
[Outro: DJ Drama] (Gangsta Grillz) Too late Took your bitch to Paris like Mason Martin Hahaha
Songwriter (s): French Montana, A$AP Rocky, Smooky MarGielaa & DJ Drama
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
Rakim Athelaston Mayers, known professionally as ASAP Rocky, is an American rapper and record producer. He is a member of the hip hop collective A$AP Mob, from which he adopted his moniker. In August 2011, Rocky's single "Peso" was leaked online and within weeks received radio airplay.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
Die In The Streets this is a track by DThang & DJ Drama
[Intro: DThang & DJ Drama] (Grrah) (Gang, gang, gang) (Grrah) Ain’t nothin’ but a DThang Ayo, free my hearts (D) Free my risk-takers (J) Free my niggas, nigga, like what? (Drama) Huh? (They know what’s goin’ on)
[Verse: DThang] I said I’m smokin’ on dead opps Tryna cruise through the X, tryna see what they on And shorty a dead thot (Huh?) Said I fucked her one time, now she fiendin’ for more, like— And we got them knockers, like— (So who really ready for war?) Better not lack when you walk out that door Said stacks over thirty, he ready to score (Baow, baow, baow) And they do it for clout, like— (And they do it for clout) But don’t die over clout (At all) Slide to the [?], still make an announcement If they not on they block, we gon’ go to they house, like— (We gon’ go to they house) ‘Cause they know that we dangerous (Like, huh?) They gotta slide with a mask, ’cause they know that we fame Told bro “Don’t stop this aimin'” (Grrah, grrah, boom) ‘Cause when I get the .9, I’m just feelin’ so anxious I swear, I be itchin’ to flame it On the dick, you get level for six, watch me lace it You can not stop for the low (At all) And we heard he got bent, so we kicked down his door She ain’t smart, she be fiendin’ for more I said “Scream RPT”, you gon’ get in my drawers (RPT) FTO, we don’t fuck with no oppers (At all) I was droppin’ the ceilin’ and now I got bands Since thirteen, I’ve been totin’ my chopper Went from noodles to pop out in steak and some lobster Know RPT niggas problems (RPT) And no, I ain’t stoppin’ ’til they fill my problems (Grrah, grrah) Oh, he smokin’ on what? We gon’ solve ’em I told bae, “Don’t keep showin’ these bullets, can’t dodge ’em” They know how we fuck up the streets (They fuck up the streets) On our way to the top, they know I got some meat You think I level, like what do you mean? (What do you mean?) I can’t lie, her shit wet, try to fuck up my sheets (Ayy) And these niggas keep thinkin’ shit sweet (Like what?) Told ’em “Pick up a gun, no more dissin’, let’s link” Got shot on they block for a week (Like what?) And the first one we see, he gon’ die in the streets (Baow)
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
The Oath this track by Chinx, DJ Drama & French Montana features John F. Kennedy
[Intro: DJ Drama & John F. Kennedy] Ladies and gentlemen The very word “secrecy” is repugnant in a free and open society; and we are as a people inherently and historically opposed to secret societies, to secret oaths and to secret proceedings. We decided long ago that the dangers of excessive and unwarranted concealment far outweighed the dangers… Let’s get to it
[Verse 1: Chinx, French Montana & DJ Drama] Yeah, kitchen cookin’ O’s (Servin’) Thirty-six of those, lil’ one, you got his soul (The whole thing) Dolla on the beat and niggas got a zone (Zone) I’m at these niggas necks, like a collarbone (Gangsta) I’m ballin’ all these fuckers, all net If it ain’t about a check, I don’t stress (Tell ’em), nah I let my money work out, both legs Take a sip of water, do some more sets (Yay) You’re rockin’ with the new illuminati, all-black Maserati (That’s right) Careful how you talk, my young boys’ kamikaze (What?) Started from the block to a hundred M’s New ghost Rolls in a set of gems (What?) Shit, nigga, you damn right Whipped it on the stove (Woo), just to get my fan right (For sure, man) Coke Boy, nigga, we anti (Tax) Pop the pill, sip the lean, we gon’ take flight (Flight) The fact that I’m doin’ good, they wanna pull me back (Back) Grind like a mule, hard work is what you lack (For sure) Light a candle, say a prayer for the past homies Ain’t belong in here (Rest in peace) On the block where the homicides go down (What?) Fast money never slow down (Uh) Cycles on and on, like a merry-go-round (Uh) A few you make it out, except for the chosen ones (Woo) You heard many songs, this the unspoken ones (Shh)
[Interlude: DJ Drama, Chinx & French Montana] Dedicated All I ask is a lil’ secrecy Only the real niggas know what the fuck I’m talkin’ ’bout To my nigga Chinx Drugz Oh, yes, it’s Drugz Fuck, I get mine, nigga, get yours, haha CB6 (Coke Boy, baby) For our loved ones All our fallen soldiers (Yeah) CB6
[Verse 2: French Montana & DJ Drama] Pop Smoke, Nipsey Hussle, King Von, Chinx Drugz Triple X, Juice WRLD, Fred tha God (Love you niggas) Fifteen roaches on my face, like I was Puffy Combs (Puffy Combs) Fifteen hitters with me, shootin’ like they Eddie Jones (Eddie Jones) I was trippin’ off my weight, mixin’ Percs with tequila (Percs with tequila) From a feelin’, now my diamonds dancin’ like Triller We was hustlin’ on the block, from the housin’ departments Stand in middle of the street, like I was Paul McCartney Me and Chinx racin’ foreigns, got Pop on the chorus (Vroom) You know legends never die, king like Notorious (Never) I done skipped death twice, here to tell you stories They done shot me in the head, that’s the price I’m payin’ That new illuminati, all yellow-red Bugatti Racin’ through the back-blocks, like it’s Abu Dhabi Bumpin’ Maserati Fox in that black Maserati I sipped lean with Mac Miller, rest in peace, God heal us Rolled around with Big Pun through the South Bronx slums Bumpin’ Punisher, tell Allah “Take me, I’m a punisher” And God told you If you try to control what Saudia control, it controls you Gotta watch they actions, not they captions Coke Boys, we’re livin’ with a passion (With a passion) A few make it out, except for the chosen ones (Chosen ones) You heard plenty songs, this the unspoken one (Gangsta Grillz)
[Outro: DJ Drama] All I ask this year is we stay alive We stay great Hip-hop, we need you I pray to God, all my niggas up there Y’all lookin’ down on us and you proud of us You see, legends never die Legacy’s are forever A message to the entire community We better than this When will it stop? I’m tired of losin’ my niggas A dedication, peace signs up Light a candle, say a prayer Light a candle, say a prayer Light a candle, say a prayer Love you, my niggas Light a candle, say a prayer For life Light a candle, say a prayer
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
French Montana, DJ Drama & Benny The Butcher Lyrics
RZA this is a track by French Montana, DJ Drama & Benny The Butcher
[Intro: DJ Drama & French Montana] I pledge allegiance to the Coke Boys Special for the streets (Coke Boy, baby) I pledge allegiance to the Coke Boys (Uh)
[Verse 1: French Montana] Smoked ’em like a loosie (A loosie) Money think like Aruci (Aruci) Servin’ that raw sushi, get it off the ‘Gram like Boosie (Boosie) Sicker than your average (Average) Brick up in the attic (Attic) Selektah with the Statik Nowitzki with the maverick (Woo) My opps need nine lives Shit dizzy in a high-rise (High-rise) Self-made, no allies (No allies) Wave God, we top five (Wave) Sticky in the drop, uh Milli’ with the chop (Skrrt) Million dollar game, feel like Gillie with the pop (Ayy, ayy, ayy) ‘Rari, four-hundred horses (Horses) Drip like a broken faucet (Faucet) Black spider Porsches (Porsches) Alhamdulillah them crosses (Alam Alaykum) I need mines in dollars (Dollars), keep your blogs and flowers (Flowers) Jackin’ styles, niggas they owe me, YK Osiris (Ah)
[Chorus: French Montana & Benny the Butcher] But I’ll be (But I’ll be) I follow OG’s, not the IG (Not the IG, hey) Fresh up out the lobby (Ayy, ayy) I follow OG’s, not the IG (Haan) Still throwin’ parties when an opp die (When my opp die) Got a bad bitch from the Southside (Southside) Montana smokin’ on your Rushmore (The Butcher comin’, nigga) Coke Boys knockin’ at your front door (Gangsta, yo)
[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher] They wonder how I got this hot and I’m still hungry ‘Cause that few million a nigga done touched, they know real money (Nah) Uh, I was spendin’ stacks on clothes, figured I’d attract some hoes Front row at fashion shoes, never was my fashion goal S550 coupe, pitch black, tint black, my bitch Black (My bitch Black) Face on the Rollie, even this black (Even this black) Big gun, we don’t need no mishaps (Uh-uh), corner boy Fuck you talkin’ old money for when I spent that? Racks on a jet, I’m landin’ somewhere in Vegas Just to curb my enthusiasm like Larry David (Hahaha) I’m ten times better, but I’m not near as famous ‘Cause paparazzi don’t take pictures at wear I’m hangin’ Hmm, and if she broke, I can’t stand the bitch (Hate her) I won a couple championships, now I’m in a more fancy shit I’m hands-on when I’m stampin’ bricks I really flew Southwest, my plug got a mansion with a landin’ strip They hear this shit and start to think “Is it really me?” (Yeah, it’s me) Did me and Reg’ serve the whole city in that infinity? (No comment) Get with us, then tell me if I give off the energy Ex-drug dealer, rapper, I’m the epitome, it’s Butch’ (Ah)
[Chorus: French Montana] But I’ll be (But I’ll be) I follow OG’s, not the IG (Not the IG, hey) Fresh up out the lobby (Ayy, ayy) I follow OG’s, not the IG (Haan) Still throwin’ parties when an opp die (Ah-baow-baow-baow) Got a bad bitch from the Southside (Southside) Montana smokin’ on your Rushmore (Rushmore) Coke Boys knockin’ at your front door (Haan)
[Outro: DJ Drama] (Gangsta Grillz) You see, when it come to this mixtape shit I’m out here shadowboxin’ with myself You get it?
Songwriter (s): French Montana, Benny the Butcher, Funkmaster Flex, DJ Drama, Cool & Dre
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
Jeremie Damon Pennick, known professionally as Benny the Butcher, is an American rapper and actor from Buffalo, New York. He is part of the hip hop group Griselda with frequent collaborators and first-cousins Westside Gunn and Conway the Machine. He is also a part of the collective Black Soprano Family.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
French Montana delivers the brand new Coke Boys mixtape Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition. The extensive 29-track project is billed as a Gangsta Grillz tape alongside DJ Drama and features guest appearances from A$AP Rocky, Benny The Butcher, Kodak Black, Jeremih, Max B, Vory, King Combs, NAV, EST Gee, Stove God Cook$, the late Chinx and more.
Intro this track by French Montana, Stove God Cooks & DJ Drama features Coke Boy Cheeze, Lil Mo Mozzarella & Lil Jon
[Intro: DJ Drama & Lil Mo Mozzarella]
(Coke Boys, Coke Boys, baby) Just when we thought we were out, they pulled us back in We had to get back in [?], it’s out of control These kids wanna shoot people in the foot Just to see how long it takes ’em to hop to the corner (Coke Boy, baby) Haha, we ain’t been here in a minute If your beauty I’d no longer see I guess it was about that time Would you leave me, pretty baby? We back at it, Coke Boys 6, the god’s here And if I thought it best to set you free, yeah Oh, yeah, after this, the price is goin’ up, like the ’80s Would you hate me? DJ Drama Montana (Gangsta Grillz) If you would, please tell me now, so I can— [Refrain: French Montana & DJ Drama] Yeah (Yeah), sellin’ dope, smokin’ dope (Dope) You ain’t wavy, stay afloat (Float) Talkin’ snipe, you been the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.) Jimmy Iovine in the scope (Scope) They ain’t happy we got rich, they want the blood (Blood) Tried to line me with the bitch, she fell in love (Fell in love) Nothin’ but love, nothin’ but love (Yessir, Coke Boy, baby)
[Interlude: DJ Drama] If I thought it best to set you free Would you hate me? Y’all ready? (Gangsta Grillz)
[Refrain: French Montana] Yeah (Yeah), sellin’ dope, smokin’ dope (Dope) You ain’t wavy, stay afloat (Float) Talkin’ snipe, you been the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.) Jimmy Iovine in the scope (Scope) They ain’t happy we got rich, they want the blood (Blood) Tried to line me with the bitch, she fell in love (Fell in love) Nothin’ but love, nothin’ but love (Coke Boy, baby)
[Verse 1: Stove God Cooks] Money to the plug The plug die with the money, then the boat sunk We paid y’all prices to patch the hoes up No love, dirty blue hundreds in the gold, tucked The cash talk, fast talk, Bone Thug
[Verse 2: Coke Boy Cheeze] They say it’s love, that shit be fake (That shit be fake) Got the police state to state This shit too real, you can’t relate Your bitch a freak, she wanna skate I want a slice, you got the cake (Got the cake) Said she wanna ride me like a bike, then she tried to demonstrate
[Verse 3: French Montana] Word to Gillie, I’m the king, I don’t want to keep her In my boxers, walkin’ through your bitch crib, like Wiz Khalifa (Wiz Khalifa) Introduce me to the plug (Plug), turned the Bronx to [?] (Bronx to [?]) Why they worryin’ about the drugs? The stress killed us faster (Killed us faster) You’ve mistaken that attention for success I’ve been ridin’ with a carbon lately, wave like Cardi, baby (Baby)
[Verse 4: Coke Boy Cheeze] Nigga, it’s “Fuck you, pay me” (Fuck you) And you know I’m from the Bronx Where it’s hotter than the desert in Saudi Arabi’ Benz black Audi, it’s navy, I probably blacked stuff, goin’ crazy One-night only, my baby, you save ’em and cuff like a stadium They tryna ride my wave, I turn your hood to AC (AC) The pinkie go snowboardin’ in the chain, like Steakie
[Verse 5: Stove God Cooks & DJ Drama] They shot him at Mercedes, screamin’ “Should’ve paid me” He thought he would die big, he end up bein’ gravy (Damn) I made a killin’ off the shop-steps Water-whip monster, I’m the Loch Ness I kept half a pure and then I locked the rest
[Verse 6: French Montana] She ain’t ever seen this view (View), Whoopi Goldberg A hundred for an eight, about a quarter for the whole [?] (Whole [?]) Thirty million on the mountain, that was hard to find (Hard to find) Sober lately, hard to line me Real success is keepin’ bars behind me Club drop, sixty on me like Kyrie First week, made four-hundred, like YG (YG) Trail ’em with the blazers, dealers with the aces Miller with the [?], Medusa’s lyin’ faces
[Verse 7: Coke Boy Cheeze] California ‘cane, she sat in Fendi pillow cases Teeth shinin’, no braces, Louis shoes, no laces Clip loaded, like the bases, steppin’ on ’em, like the stages And them shooters dressed in blazers, free the gangsters out the cages Minor league to the majors, give my word, there’s higher wages And I get high off the za’, grabber with the papers That’ll probably wake the neighbors, come in shop, don’t do no favors They bring them plates like waiters, in a bunch of different flavors
[Bridge: Stove God Cooks] One o’clock, two o’clock, thirty for a block (Block) Cookin’ in the spot (Spot), cracked the glass pot (Pot) One tapped cell phone, now everybody hot (Hot) One tapped cell phone, now everybody hot (Hot) Jordan with the socks, old Jackson with the socks Oprah in the hood, everybody get a block One tapped cell phone, now everybody hot (Hot) One tapped cell phone, now everybody hot (Hot)
[Outro: DJ Drama & Lil Mo Mozzarella & Lil Jon] (Gangsta Grillz) Welcome to ’23 The Jordan of this shit Mixtape king, like [?] J CB6, like Breezy meets Drizzy The wave’s back Oh, yeah, the greatest surfer to ever ride Yours truly I wanna welcome y’all out To none other than somethin’ legendary Coke Boys 6, suckers These kids don’t wanna pay no homage They wanna forget who influenced ’em You should let me loose on ’em I’ll go ’round and [?] their basket, you know They can put what they got in their pockets in there Fives, tens, nickels, dimes They treatin’ pennies like they’re [?]
Songwriter (s): DJ Drama, Lil Jon, French Montana, Stove God Cooks, Lil Mo Mozzarella & Coke Boy Cheeze
Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records
Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.
project: Coke Boys 6: Money Heist Edition (2023) FRENCH MONTANA & DJ DRAMA
[Intro: DJ Drama] You see, I’m two decades in They call me Unc’, they call me OG, they call me Legend You know how I’ve aged And I’m only gettin’ better
[Verse 1: Lute] I got a flow like wine Half the time I’m out of time, but I still get what’s mine God be easy on my soul, I know karma ain’t blind They told me just to make it out the four, I was better off lyin’ Now I’m like “Fuck this shit I post, it look better offline” Pulled up in a old school with some spokes and some tire shine Nah, nigga, I don’t smoke, this shit straight sober High rollеr like twenty-four down Tyvola You got the world on your shouldеrs Now watch me blow like I told ya’ (Talk your shit) Shit, so fuck who ain’t believin’ me Can never say I’m wack, ’cause you rap niggas never seein’ me My daughter say her classmates see me on the TV screen So please don’t make a scene when you come to my school at 3:15 (Gangsta Grillz)
[Chorus: Lute] Crank that bitch up, then a nigga skate (Yeah) Head above the water, floatin’ on my way (Yeah) Crank that bitch up, then a nigga skate (Yeah) Head above the water, had to find my way (Yeah) Crank that bitch up, then a nigga skate (Yeah) Head above the water, floatin’ on my way (Yeah) Crank that bitch up, then a nigga skate (Yeah) Head above the water, had to find my way (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Lute] Bumpin’ Pastor Troy “Vica Versa” like it’s T.D. Jakes Same niggas in your face tell niggas you fake Lord bless the real, ’cause shit ain’t safe I lay low, ’cause I know my place God know my fate Niggas tweetin’ like they know my plate We been eatin’, just not in your face, I ain’t the type You just mad you ain’t at the table to take a bite If it’s flight or fight, I take a life There’s certain people ‘gainst my back know how to take a knife I wouldn’t take it back to save my life, shit I rather watch it unfold, watch you unload The love that I show reflect how I grow I’m ten on my toes, the money don’t fold
[Chorus: Lute] Crank that bitch up, then a nigga skate (Yeah) Head above the water, floatin’ on my way (Yeah) Crank that bitch up, then a nigga skate (Yeah) Head above the water, had to find my way (Yeah) Crank that bitch up, then a nigga skate (Yeah) Head above the water, floatin’ on my way (Yeah) Crank that bitch up, then a nigga skate (Yeah) Head above the water, had to find my way (Yeah)
[Outro: DJ Drama] We at war All soldiers report to duty Dreamville Gangsta
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
“Jozi Flows” this track features Johnny Venus & DJ Drama
[Intro: DJ Drama] It’s ice cold
[Verse 1: Bas & DJ Drama] Bitch, it’s no problem, you see how they squad up, I got forty deep at the telly Block, it got hotter, my nigga got caught up, I told him, “Just reach for your celly” I’m in the bank and I go to the office, bitch, I don’t go speak to no teller (Gangsta Grillz, DJ Drama) That bitch a fed, she gon’ tell it I got a black with Nutella I feel like white macadamia, I’m just a player, I can’t do no better Bitch, it ain’t shit you could tell us Copped the V and it’s Aquafina inside, same color Tapatío in time Seen Bassy grow, now I’m in prime Seen Bassy glow, now I’m in Times Square Look at me, you might find what you get if you had taken your time there Going all next summer, still on my climb No longer wonder what I might find Rathеr cherish how my niggas tell it 50K, I take ‘еm all to Paris 60K, I take ’em all to Georgia Life’s a bitch, but I still bought her roses For the still breathin’ and for all she showed us Bless the burdens ’cause they broaden my shoulders Got God in my corner Comin’ in clear, some orange tones I know haters abundant, I don’t feel ’em none I been numb to them niggas like Cortisone Bassy the builder, the cornerstone [Chorus: Bas] If my nigga in a jam, I put a hundred bands up Ain’t servin’ underhand Loyalty, that’s all we need, they’ll never understand us They’ll never understand
[Verse 2: Johnny Venus] How do you save a man from himself? You gon’ need help (Woo) You gon’ need ‘Bron, you gon’ need Jada, you gon’ need Phelps (David) Summer breeze, the summer beach The release get hit, the bricks is stacked Oh, you’s a rider, don’t get jacked That zuzu life, you new to that So if my nigga in a jam, I bet the gun won’t jam up If they ask me who the shooter, then we all gon’ stand up Then I pull off on my warrior, the ground don’t be the cup If you kill ’em, got to kill me too, and that’s what we call love Oh shit, huh Got our eyes on that kid, he could die any minute, and he ride for the city, ooh (Yeah) He ain’t worried bout no bitch, got the clip in his lap, and he ride with the Remi, oh (Yeah) Mama tried to pray for the baby, but the baby goin’ crazy and the baby gon’ spread ya, yeah Claimin’ you a thug, you a gangster, and you ride with a killers, but it ain’t one with you Try me, I send the ocean to your city (Oh) Show me just where you’re broke and let me kiss it (Ha) Here go my shoulder if you need a visit Touch him, I’ll be there within fifteen minutes Go in, I’ll be reaching at your throat, yeah (Oh, yeah) I’m a big bad wolf to the fuckin’ goat, yeah (Oh, yeah) OZ if they really want the smoke, oh (Oh, yeah) Rabbit, baby girl, it ain’t the toe
[Chorus: Bas] If my nigga in a jam, I put a hundred bands up Ain’t servin’ underhand Loyalty, that’s all we need, they’ll never understand us They’ll never understand
[Outro: DJ Drama] This just the warning Don’t make us drop the atomic bomb Welcome to D-Day
Songwriter (s): DZL, Doctur Dot, Johnny Venus & Bas
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
“Everybody Ain’t Shit” this track features Johnny Venus, Doctur Dut & DJ Drama
[Intro: Doctor Dut & DJ Drama] EARTHGANG (Yeah, shit, haha) I told y’all (Alright, haha, yeah, yeah) (Gangsta) Yeah, aha, damn I ain’t gotta wait on my label to drop shit I did this shit on live man it’s already out, bitch (Just in case they missed it on the ‘Gram) Damn, it’s already out, bitch (DJ Drama)
[Chorus: Doctor Dut] Fuck you and the bitch that you came with Niggas claim shit, niggas bang shit Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Fuck you and the squad that you came with Everybody bang shit, everybody think shit Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit (Ah)
[Verse 1: Doctur Dot] So called friends gon’ hate me when I say this (Yeah) I came to get rich, I ain’t camе to get famous (Ha) A motherfuckin’ painter, Free Graffiti bitch Evеryday I fuckin’ spray shit (Ksh, ksh) I cut you like Jason, you lucky to be adjacent Back when it was me and Olu in my mama basement (Yeah) We were struggling, hungry to get a placement Don’t let me get a foot in, you know I’m stickin’ my face in (Hello?) Can’t be humble and complacent I been stumbling my way up Since day one no industry friends, I never needed ’em Heard them niggas signed to a label that don’t believe in them Heard that nigga own all your masters, you’ll never speak to him Nigga I got nothing to lose, I’m just a piece of shit Nigga, fuck that peaceful shit On the block with Keisha and them Higher than an eagle dick Cross me, I’ma look for your grave when I need to piss Bitch, you better hope I die first ’cause I do not forget
[Chorus: Doctor Dut & Johnny Venus] Fuck you and the bitch that you came with Niggas claim shit, niggas bang shit Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Fuck you and the squad that you came with (Yeah, okay) Everybody bang shit, everybody think shit (Alright) Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit (Okay, alright) Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit (Okay, alright)
[Verse 2: Johnny Venus] Okay, he ain’t shit, they ain’t shit She ain’t shit, guess we ain’t shit Honesty ain’t shit, the industry ain’t shit Live your life, fuck living it for likes And beware of betrayal from your left and your right Stay front and center like your dinner Haters catch a whiff, you a winner, then they enter Try to disconnect you from the paper like a printer Not to mention them bad bitches with intentions of a rapper’s pension From a baby that they popped out, no accidentin’ No mistakes, that’s what they call entrapmentin’ You ain’t even gotta be a baller or a spitter or a liar just to have a suit on your ass Male and female, yeah we want half settlement Make you stutter like you reading in front of class So your nigga was a killer ’till he took off that mask Now you seeing him for realer when the cops come to clash Politicians lie but in private they gon’ laugh Can’t even bless this little brother with a stab Believe half what you see and none of that shit you hear ‘Cause I know everybody ain’t but I’m shittin’ on they ass
[Chorus: Doctor Dut] Fuck you and the bitch that you came with Niggas claim shit, niggas bang shit Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Fuck you and the squad that you came with Everybody bang shit, everybody think shit Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit Everybody ain’t shit, everybody ain’t shit
[Outro: DJ Drama] Oh, we talkin’ teams? I’ma let y’all keep the discussion goin’ ’bout who’s the best, who’s got the hottest bars, the illest flows It’s cool I’ma remind y’all In wartime, make sure you send your finest spitters to come do combat These Dreamville niggas not playin’ with y’all Yeah, I said it Niggas know to not take my words lightly Your boy Drama (Gangsta) Dreamville D-Day
Songwriter (s): Johnny Venus, Doctur Dot & Christo
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
[Intro: DJ Drama] Whether it’s twenty three, twenty four, six, eight, thirty It’s all destined for the Hall of Fame
[Verse 1: Omen] Been together since age nine, the brothers I never had Times forever last inside my paragraphs Ballin’ in Newport, was barely aware in class I’m tryna hoop, my mind stuck in this hourglass None of us had our dad, I had my step-pops Didn’t know what I had, he never flip-flopped On giving me what I lacked When I hit pit stops my family always there Studying hip-hop upstairs in my granny pad I got a new love and this ain’t heaven’s dance Feeling this avalanche taming in wondеrland Music’s in my blood, the flow is genetic thin Poppa was a Motown singin’ hеartbreaker from the Chi Soon to be shot on stage when I was five or six Survived it, saw a bright light in silence To this day he vividly describes it How could I be godless? My mother is a goddess Went away to college, now I’m my own pilot Brothers that I never had went to different schools Now when I feel the blues don’t know who to talk to Life never came with a walkthrough strategy guide Moved out to New York with no family ties I’m on my own, no time to watch Family Guy I’m tryna blow, exactly how my sanity died Tryna get known, thirsting for approval, it’s usual My pen touch your heart like voodoo She said I was boring but the feeling was mutual Turn down King, give a fuck what you’re used to
[Chorus: Omen & DJ Drama] Never ever felt so free Never ever felt so me (Gangsta Grillz) Never ever felt so free Never ever felt so me (Shit, we ballin’ in Newport, free at last) (Omen, talk to ’em), yeah
[Verse 2: Omen] They say my ambiance is way too nonchalant Faced all kinds of times, they thinkin’ like dinosaurs Loud as tyrannosaurus Can’t see how I got this far Who’s the model or prototype I should source? Nobody perfect here, what’s on the surface? Just some shit you work to build but I been searching For what’s been underneath my shield Can’t keep worshipping niggas that’s unhappy, even if they got athlete I always wanted to be even if they’d out-rap me More dollar signs, more bitches, I can’t exactly Follow what you say like it’s all satisfactory Plus the rich and famous seem to have the most tragedies So what’s the strategy for happiness now? Need the master key, somebody bring Khaled around Fuck the past, only focus on what’s happenin’ now Unless what’s happenin’ now has got you in debt and doubt Know you chasing some dreams but what you chasin’ ’em for? Every time you remember why you can’t take yourself forward I’ve connected with something deeper so now I need more Give me peace, give me calm, and a Bentley Azure Need a car as classic as these bars From afar everything is a star, gotta see with your heart
[Outro Chorus: Omen & DJ Drama] (These bars cross you over like number three) Never ever felt so free Never ever felt so me (Dominate the whole game like KD) (Make it look flawless like Kyrie) Never ever felt so free Never ever felt so me (Welcome to the dynasty) (Gangsta)
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
[Intro: DJ Drama] Ladies and gentlemen I bring to the stage The one The only Ari Lennox (J. White, I need the beat I can go off on)
[Verse 1: Ari Lennox] Up and down your pole ‘Til a bitch fall asleep Long as you don’t break the code You could be my lil’ freak Hit ’em with the voodoo Grab a bitch by the roots Spinnin’, Crash Bandicoot Bust it open like some new, new This ain’t no In-N-Out If you in, you eatin’ out Fall in this Aquafi’ New shit you ain’t never seen [Chorus: Ari Lennox] Blame me Blame it on me I like the way you fuck on me I wanna feel it rain on me Serve this like that Black, blackbеrry sap Drippin’ all down your neck I got this shit you won’t forget
[Verse 2: Ari Lennox] Hittin’ them Mariah notеs Got the thing all in your nose Know I got you way deep down Big Jon, make the cat yawn Said ain’t no runnin’, I want it The pressure, touch it Own it, slurpin’ That good shit on it
[Chorus: Ari Lennox] Blame me Blame it on me I like the way you fuck on me I wanna feel it rain on me Serve this like that Black, blackberry sap Drippin’ all down your neck I got this shit you won’t forget
[Outro] (J. White, I need the beat I can go off on)
Songwriter (s): Robert Debarge, Bunny DeBarge, Blush, J. White Did It, Worldwide Fresh & Ari Lennox
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
“Barry From Simpson” this track features DJ Drama, Young Nudy & 2 Chainz
[Intro: JID, DJ Drama, and Young Nudy] Cook that shit up, Quay Yeah, hmm (Oh and of course I got to shout my nigga, Barry) I mean Quay, goddamn, Columbia, that nigga, goddamn, so Eastside Boy he better, goddamn, come to the studio and check his pockets (Yessir) Bringin’ thirty rockets, Eastside niggas don’t play, haha (SinceThe80s, I fuck with it), uhh
[Verse 1: JID & DJ Drama] Either you do or don’t do it If you put me to it, I’ma get it done (Gangsta Grillz) From a city that don’t see the sun Either you a sinner or a citizen Niggas ain’t runnin’, they gettin’ guns or a chopper that’s little as Big Sean He on the block with that Barry Bonds I was with Barry from Simpson (Shit) Stockin’ bonds, talkin’ funds Clockin’ money, the game a jungle We playin’ Jumanji, I’m in Jamaica JID playin’ rugby, stand in my Vans Stan Van Gundy, stand on my plan Plant on my stands, man of my word, word up my man Heard I got work, work what you serve, oh verse by versе My verb like perc, I slow it down, my vеrse like syrup I like the sound, gun rounds on mother Earth With a little pump, you get smoked like Purrp Get a nigga jumped, don’t fuck up my shirt Nigga J.I.D stand for “Jumped In Dirt” When the Wesson squirt, it does wonderworks ‘Till you with the monsters in the underearth
[Interlude: Young Nudy, JID & DJ Drama] Umm, bitch You know Zone 6, nigga, you know we do shit like that you know We get money, you know what I mean, that shit go through the money counter It green, come out blue Oh you niggas don’t want us to bring DiCaprio back Stay true to yourself, nigga, real ones only, pussy Bitch (Bitch) It’s not what you want Shit
[Verse 2: JID & DJ Drama] Either you do or don’t do it God put me to it, didn’t help me through it Homie had to work around the hood But if heaven’s waitin’, what the hell we doing? Back on Glenwood, lookin’ for juugs Black owned businesses distributin’ goods Put crack on blacks and then shackle a foot They go back to back the way back to back (J-I-D) And we was back in the woods, runnin’ from white niggas Night killers, tri-pillage, my village, trifling, idealist, identity crisis I dig it, I get it, I’ve been in fights that I didn’t win and I didn’t die But they didn’t live, so we did it right Better not get in if you’re not gonna slide ‘Cause you not gon’ fit, just stay inside Don’t play no fence, no switch no sides Go grab a switch, JID Jackson Five Joe’s whipping kids, Mike’s still alive Pour up some Prince, pro nigga rights Hold up your fists, throw up your sign Throw up your clique, throw down and fight I fucked up my fit, but you ain’t gon’ hit ’cause I ain’t no bitch
[Interlude: Young Nudy, JID & 2 Chainz] Umm, bitch Fuck you know ’bout they Glock with that switch on it, nigga? Hahaha I like that right there, yessir You know we got them bitches in the spot ’round the trap (Yeah) Roll inside, don’t swipe (Bitch), bitch goin’ brazy in the bitch, ya heard me (Tony, bitch)
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz] I’m on the green, like I’m in the golf I sold back, so this pillow talk I made a juug off a dinner fork I ain’t goin’ back and forth, dental floss (Woo) When this denim on, it’s dinner time (Yeah) I eat a rapper like the sixty-nine (Pussy) I done flipped the pack, I done flip some racks One thing I ain’t did was flip some fries (Nah) Everything big, gon’ minimize (Big) Eeny-miney-moe is how I pick a ride Either us or them, you need to pick a side (Tell ’em) When she come through, she like “This a vibe” My neighborhood, it got gentrified Yard filled with Black Lives Matter signs My trigger finger need calamine What do the heartless do for Valentine’s? (Boom) Valet park, and I skipped the line (Bump it) Can’t win if you quit tryin’ (Yeah) Been had the baddest bitch, that’ll Trick your Daddy like Slip-n-Slide (Woo) On the mission, my opponent missin’ Wraith came with the solar system (True) Strip club, pole position Gettin’ money, so consistent
[Outro: Young Nudy, 2 Chainz & DJ Drama] Guns imported (Bitch, bitch), ya heard me? You havin’ money, you livin’ fly, you feel me? Get high as much as you want to (Bitch, bitch) Ain’t gotta stress about it, nothin’ to stress on your B roll, nigga You know what I mean? Gangsta Grillz
Songwriter (s): 2 Chainz, Young Nudy, Garrett Wilson Adams II, JID, Dameon Hughes & Quay Global
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
[Intro: J. Cole & DJ Drama] (I’m working on dying) Yeah, yeah (And like that) (Gotta have a space) Yeah (Gotta have a space) (It’s been a pleasure) Know what I mean? (She belong to the streets) Freedom, know what I mean? (We gone!) Uh (Space to get this shit off) (Gangsta Grillz) Yeah Yeah (Get this shit off my mind, off my chest) Yeah (Know what I mean?) Yeah
[Verse: J. Cole & DJ Drama] With every record, I be asking the masses to tune your hearts to me I represent intelligent niggas that grew up harshly But lately I’ve been questioning, second guessing, whether or not I’ve got something to offer since I done eluded poverty Or has the money watered me down, that truth is hard for me Like the second time I got cut from the junior varsity Fightin’ back tears, I promised to switch gears And said to myself “Whatever you do, you won’t do it partially” From this day forward, I move with a new ferocity Ferrari coupe velocity, a fail-proof philosophy Success is in the effort, so if a nigga tried his hardest I’m at peace knowing God ain’t deal it in this group of cards for me Some people say that I’m running third, they threw the bronze at me Behind Drake and Dot, yeah, them niggas is superstars to me Maybe deep down, I’m afraid of my luminosity So when you see me on red carpets, I’m movin’ awkwardly Posin’ all nervous, afraid of the judgement And the thought of showin’ too much of my day is repugnant I be keepin’ my kids away from the gaze of the public ‘Cause these days, it feel like hate is they favorite subject Fuck it, attitude like a young O’Shea with a AK Aimed at your brain, violate, and I bust it I don’t play when it come to family, that’s one thing I refuse Pimpin’ they kids out for views or just to be in the news Could never be me, I piss in the celebrity tea God with me on this record, this is Heaven’s EP The tale’s official, the best nigga breathing, it just failed to hit you You couldn’t tell ’cause you fell for the bells and whistles And that’s an area I don’t excel I’m from the ‘Ville where young girls talk grown as hell That’s raw, never saw one person go to Yale But every nigga that I know done gone to jail At least once, provin’ we the ones police hunt For the pains, we smoke three blunts the size of tree trunks Too much hunger, it’s no wonder these niggas can’t keep up So saying “Yes” to a feature just means I’m ’bout to eat lunch, bitch I’m goin’ for it, no never shall he punt I’m the one and you can be sure, speaking of beachfront I’m kickin’ my feet up while I write this in somewhere tropical Supposed to be relaxin’, this passion makes that impossible, mm (Gangsta)
[Outro: J. Cole & DJ Drama] Supposed to be relaxin’, this passion makes that impossible Follow the leaders Another Gangsta Grillz classic Like I never left DJ Drama Dreamville D-Day Gangsta Grillz
Songwriter (s): Anthoine Walters, JEAN BLEU, FaxOnly, Leon Thomas III & J. Cole
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
Jermaine Lamarr Cole is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer. Cole is regarded as one of the most influential rappers of his generation.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
[Intro: J. Cole & DJ Drama] Y’all niggas know what it is when I show up (King Cole) The energy switch in this motherfucker
[Verse: J. Cole] Came through with a bad bitch in tight britches Made the ho book her own flight, I’m type vicious Black boy fly, stupid racks, oysters on my plate So much bread I think I got white privilege Access to five-star rooms and white bitches I dreamed it like Bing Crosby dreamed a white Christmas After shows fuckin’ on the slutty snow bunnies I done came to the conclusion that I only like sisters And that might be a hard pill to swallow for a few She had dreams of fuckin’ Cole and еven her father would approvе (Yes, honey, you can fuck him) Look what a dollar bill’ll do Made them bougie bitches workin’ up in Prada smile at you Yeah, I know you hate a nigga, but I’m still smilin’ too (Will that be all, sir?) That’ll do Get-money attitude You weren’t ‘posed to catch no feelings, bitch, we had a rule Netflix when you come through, they ask “You niggas still watchin’?” on the TV prompt She give me dome, I catch some Zs, I call her ZZ Top I keep it PG when you see me, but I hee-hee not You go against the mob, you might just get your pinky chopped I can’t believe he think he hot and his CD flop Hey, I done seen too many white folks in dashikis, stop Cole, bitch, the flow switch like every fall I was very poor, now I ball like a young Demi Moore Henny pour on any floor Pain seepin’ out my memories’ pores Lord forgive me for the times I didn’t follow It was reflected in my music, all my shit was hollow But now I spit with hollow tips and follow with the pyro I politic, you ride to this, then call out sick tomorrow I’m ill, fuck how you feel Don’t need no goofy-ass Richard Mille for your bitch to tell that I’m rich as hell Nigga
[Outro: J. Cole & DJ Drama] You know what I mean? And that’ll be all, ladies and gentlemen I appreciate you for comin’ out tonight Yes, yes, yes, yes, if you wanna check us next time Same time, same location (Hahahaha) We known to fuck shit up every time we step on this motherfuckin’ stage That’s right And this is just a mixtape (Ha) You asked for it E, what up?
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
Jermaine Lamarr Cole is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer. Cole is regarded as one of the most influential rappers of his generation.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
[Intro: DJ Drama] Ayy, Lute Can you do me a favor? I need you to talk that talk like a Charlotte nigga would Carolina proud of these bars (Gangsta)
[Verse 1: Lute] Rap niggas corny, this ain’t your only vessel Niggas flash without the ice, they ain’t nothing special, shit You go through levels, niggas swear they helped you Put in the work, I promise God gon’ bless you Every day, this what I tell my nephew I lay low ’cause I can’t relate I’m good at ghosting ’cause I’m that nigga in my creative space Hurt less when you out the way You got your fame ’til you not the wave Shout out my name, nigga, I’m gon’ wave Never too good to show you whеre I came Spit that flame, nigga switchin’ lanеs, shit I spit pain ’cause I’m takin’ aim, shit My brother called, said he seen me on the TV screen When I was sixteen, they ain’t think I planned to be anything Don’t wire checks, I want the cash, I like my money green I’m ’bout to flex like I’m Money Team My old bitches be perplexed ’cause they ain’t support the dreams (Damn)
[Chorus] I turned nothing into something, water into wine I really do this, ain’t no Judas in my starting five I turned nothing into something, water into wine I really do this, I got shooters in my starting five I turned nothing into something, water into wine I really do this, ain’t no Judas in my starting five I turned nothing into something, water into wine I really do this, I got shooters in my starting five
[Verse 2: Cozz] Drive-bys where I reside often Beautiful black lives sit inside of that coffin We gotta realize it’s toxic F a stick-up, put the sticks up, let’s stick together through hardships We already exhausted ‘Cause along with living as living targets to these officers Now we gotta watch for any signs of us coughing And I got asthma, gotta be cautious Ironic now I can’t run it up Show money done turned to no money just to sum it up I ain’t seen the sun in months But how can I complain when some fathers ain’t seen they sons in months? (Damn) Some are stuck overseas, some are stuck six feet under us (Damn) But even through the downs that we seen, we still coming up (That’s right) God really be loving us, gained strength through pain, we toughened up (Uh-huh) Yeah, gained strength through pain, I got that tatted Been through what I been through, you equipped, but I’m not that average, nah (No way) If you ain’t seen me in months, you gon’ ask, “What happened, Cozz?” I level up daily because I keep my hands to God
[Chorus] I turned nothing into something, water into wine I really do this, ain’t no Judas in my starting five I turned nothing into something, water into wine I really do this, I got shooters in my starting five I turned nothing into something, water into wine I really do this, ain’t no Judas in my starting five I turned nothing into something, water into wine I really do this, I got shooters in my starting five
[Interlude: DJ Drama] Keep playing with Dreamville’s name Don’t get Chris Rocked out your socks Anything can and will happen Then watch me walk back to my seat Keep my name out your fuckin’ mouth (Gangsta Grizzillz)
[Part II]
[Interlude: DJ Drama] On this side over here Godly flows only Drama
[Verse 3: Omen] You witnessing the heart of Omen Everything that y’all release is like DeMar DeRozan Straight mid, but my art is golden When you dream like I dream, see, you seem odd ‘Til these hoes lookin’ at you like they seen God I’m not God, just the best thing that God made A higher power calling me, that goes beyond faith A strong blessing, they calm stressin’ Extraordinary person, can’t relate to John Legend You see, I speak with my chest like Bobby Fischer Deep as the Mali River Understand I’m not a role model figure Beast with the pen, plus my beats like modern Dilla Peaceful within, but I’m still a Chicago nigga Intellect that I intel got me out of quiet hell Thought TDK was dead, bitch? I’m alive and well I’m better through the try and fail, tell your clientele I’m just a star, I was carved from Orion’s Belt Nonchalant ’bout homicide when you desensitized Niggas incentivized to keep on stealing lives Put my pain in perspective while I roll pine Last few years, now I’m back in your starting five
[Outro: DJ Drama] You’re witnessing a dynasty like no other Dreamville Welcome to D-Day
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
“Lifestyle” this track features DJ Drama & A$AP Ferg
[Intro: Bas, DJ Drama & A$AP Ferg] Yeah This lifestyle not for you, but it’s for me, yeah Dreamville’s finest (Real shit) Bas (Yeah) DJ Drama (Woo, woo, woo)
[Chorus: Bas & A$AP Ferg] Never let a wishbone grow where a backbone should Bentley Bentayga, the dash all wood Niggas send payments, the backend good Niggas got sense, but they act no good (Why?)
[Verse 1: Bas, A$AP Ferg & DJ Drama] Slide through the lot and them bitches is starstruck Hop in the ride that we took in the Tri Couple lines in the truck and they all fuck (Woah) They might say, “What’s up?” when they see me ’round the city But really, no reason to talk much Dinner at Nice Guy, but no nice guys here I’m toe-taggin’, no Bilbo Baggins, y’all comin’ up short Take a recess, this a heat check, yeah (Coo-coo) Shawty let me hit it quick as the CLEAR with the PreCheck (Woah) This lifestyle not for you, but it’s for me (What?) Seen it myself for years, the vision is mine Alone, just me, myself, no peers (Woah) Yeah (Woo, woo, woo, let’s work) I don’t know who hypin’ them boys I’m done givin’ life for the noise I give you my life from the source I don’t even write anymore, yeah (Gangsta, what?) Get in and drove like it’s whippin’ the stove That bitch break heart like habits No days off, no Sabbath No snakes in my yard, no rabbits (Woo, woo)
[Chorus: Bas & A$AP Ferg] Never let a wishbone grow where a backbone should (Yeah) Bentley Bentayga, the dash all wood (Yeah) Niggas send payment, the backend good (Yeah) Niggas got sense, but they act no good (Why?) Still the same money, this a band (Yeah) I could probably feed the goddamn hood for a year or two (Yeah) Stuck between stuntin’ and a miracle (Coo-coo), for real
[Verse 2: Bas & A$AP Ferg] Let’s explore the moment Niggas ain’t outside, they agoraphobic If you see me live, nigga, you would know it Hoes jumping on my dick, it do aerobics Bas like P90X (Yeah, woah) Boss-like, we write the checks now Floss like we like to flex (Woo) Bust down, bust down, bust down (Right, right, right, oh) AMG, no bus now Amiri jeans, SB Dunks with a Fiends tee, no button-down (Woo) Respectfully, niggas blasphemy, don’t fuck around (Ayy) You fuck around if you wanna, you fuck around if you wanna This lifestyle not for you, but it’s for me (Woo), Bassy
[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg] Bas, I’ma go without the ad-libs (Hoo, hoo) Huh, nah Cigars in the booth and I puff it like poof And I don’t understand what got into me Got a couple of troops that’ll bust out the roof If I’m ready to ride on my enemy And you rappers that stole my identity And I really know why you ain’t feelin’ me I bust on the buck with Tiffany And these bitches restore my agility And I’m never rehearsin’ I’m makin’ a million a verse just like Swizzy and Timothy Never provoke with the G.O.A.T. ’cause I want all the smoke You could call me a chimney And I really want ass, but I settle for throat I just ain’t a dick rider, the widow’s peak Aim at your head when I kill the beat Spaghetti, your shells like Italy (Woo, woo)
[Chorus: Bas & A$AP Ferg] Never let a wishbone grow where a backbone should (Yeah) Bentley Bentayga, the dash all wood (Yeah) Niggas send payment, the backend good (Yeah) Niggas got sense, but they act no good (Why?) Still the same money, this a band (Yeah) I could probably feed the goddamn hood for a year or two (Yeah) Stuck between stuntin’ and a miracle, for real
[Outro: DJ Drama] Alright, now close your eyes Think about your wildest dreams You ready? And you still couldn’t do this Gangsta Grillz
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
Darold Durard Brown Ferguson Jr., known professionally as ASAP Ferg, is an American rapper from New York City's Harlem neighborhood.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
“Ghetto Gods Freestyle” this track features DJ Drama, Johnny Venus, 2 Chainz & Doctur Dut
[Intro: DJ Drama] Yeah A lot of talk about what’s Atlanta and what’s not You wanna see what Atlanta is? You know what I mean? Reassurance Too easy Pop your shit now (Gangsta Grizzillz) EARTHGANG, home worldwide Home certified, gon’ testify (Hold on, hold on, hold on) Price for a feature gon’ cost your life Where you goin’? Where you goin’? Hold on Bruh (Who me?), hold on Fuck that shit (Mr. Thanksgiving)
[Verse 1: Johnny Venus] Bitches, EARTHGANG, home worldwide Home certified, gon’ testify Price for a feature, that’ll cost your life Fuck your top ten, what your top five? You in the presence of the most high Speak with the tongue of the most fly A couplе of stars in the roof, it’s true I’m really a star, my nigga, thе proof I father the youth, I taught them the truth I show them the lies, I open they eyes The real niggas rise, it’s diamonds inside Okay, it’s my turn, the turn of the tides I pray up to God Don’t fuck with the schools or government Laws or none of they rules The media lie every day on the tube Tupac with a billi, my everyday move (Get ’em) [Verse 2: Doctur Dot] Fuckin’ money up, hit my baby mama up Who you with? Fuck that shit, I’m pullin’ up Threw a brick through a nigga Uber-Lyft Knew he was a bitch, knew he’d try to dip I be lyin’, say I do it for the kid I just really fuck with doin’ stupid shit White crowds like I’m Hootie and the Fish Fuckin’ on a freaky, moody, lil’ bitch I don’t ever stick around to shoot the shit FaceTime nine times out of ten I be in the whip, droppin’ off the jit Droppin’ off some dick Sand bars with me like I’m Michael Vick Chopper ate a nigga up, Kyle Pitts Sandlot, big dog, I’m a beast Same time niggas populate the pics
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz & DJ Drama] Pick a ring, flick Pinky ring pink Pussy real pink (Talk your shit, Tit) Sink, okay I’m on my way, want me get in there? Been a real nigga turned a millionaire Why you sittin’ there? I’ll make a million dollars by the time you been got up and did your hair Far as Louis Vuitton, I got sixty pair, you could pick a pair In the fruit fight, you couldn’t pick a pear Some might say a grammatical error My granddad had a Chrysler LeBaron Then my dad caught prison time Mom start cryin’, fucked up her mascara My trap house had a long-ass line Twelve for the shit, it’s porcupine Stuck like truck Fuck them fines, fuck that court Young, Black nigga, I ain’t tryna be broke Young, Black nigga, I ain’t tryna be broke Rolled ’em dice, then rebuck Take the dough, then re-up My new crib like my ego ‘Cause that shit is big as fuck Toni
[Outro: DJ Drama] Let me explain something Every time you hear my voice I’m thinkin’ Mount Rushmore And there’s only a couple spots available What’s a king to a god? What’s a god to a non-believer? In this case, only the legacy we leave behind Just make sure you quote me when I’m gone (Gangsta Grizzillz)
Songwriter (s): 2 Chainz, Tane Runo, Johnny Venus, Doctur Dot & Natra Average
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
“Stick” this track features Kenny Mason & DJ Drama
[Intro: JID, DJ Drama & Kenny Mason] I got the time, ayy It’s up and it’s stuck, and it’s stuck where it’s up, fah Hahaha (Fuck ’bout you, pray for them folks, bro, pray for them folks) Oh, I know you niggas ain’t see this comin’ (On me, bro, fuck ’bout this shit, bro) I mean, normally around this time, I’d ask if you was ready (Turn me the fuck up, bruh) But I know there’s no way you niggas was ready for what’s about to happen (AraabMUZIK)
[Chorus: Kenny Mason, Sheck Wes & JID] Stick, stick, stick (Bitch), stick (Boom, Gangsta) Stick, stick (Bitch), stick (Bitch), stick I got a new stick (Bitch), I got a new stick (Bitch, boom) I got a new stick (Boom), I got a new stick (Boom) Stick (Bitch), stick (Bitch), stick (Bitch), stick (Yeah) Stick (Yeah), stick (Yeah), stick (Yeah), stick I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick, bitch) I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick, bitch) I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick, bitch) I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick) If I see that nigga, I’ma wet his ho ass up [Refrain: Kenny Mason & JID] Roll down the window (Brrt), roll up the window (Ooh) Roll down the window (Brrt), roll up the window (Ooh) Roll down the window (Brrt), roll up the window (Ooh) Roll down the window (Yeah, brrt) roll up the window (Uh, okay)
[Verse 1: JID & Kenny Mason] Hand on my dick and my hand on my gun One is for shootin’ and one is for fun Niggas trippin’ off of 151 Black & Milds burnin’ under the sun Black and brown kids young or they dumb? Sack a town, where your mom and them from? Gather ’round, run in all of your shit But what did you get? (New stick)
[Verse 2: Kenny Mason] I say it’s up (I got a new stick), that mean it’s stuck Run out of bullets (I got a new stick), you run out of luck One in the cribbo (I got a new stick) and one in the truck One in the tippo ’cause bloody ain’t duck Step a foot up on the yard and get struck Everyone I grew around was a thug Thought he was a shooter, thought he was tough Found his body coolin’ out in the cut
[Verse 3: JID & Kenny Mason] Shit, Fulton County, fifty cal’ in the tuck Fuck around and shoot the cavalry up Bullets sneezing, we got allergies, we got alibis We got calibers, categorized FN, bitch, capitalized, better recognize I got sick and tired of lettin’ bitches slide (I got a new stick) So I’m in the whip, I got the stick inside (I got a new stick) If I sniff a scent, smell a lie (I got a new stick) Smell a bitch, crack a smile, let it rip, let it ride First time, second line, second time, bloodline Third time, even **** dyin’, takin’ one of mine I’m on Candler Road with a chopper from Columbine Creepin’ on the cracker tryna colonize Leave God out of this, JID
[Chorus: Kenny Mason, Sheck Wes & JID] Stick (Yeah), stick (Yeah), stick (Yeah), stick (Bitch) Stick (Yeah), stick (Yeah), stick (Yeah), stick I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick, ooh) I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick) I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick) I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick)
[Verse 4: Sheck Wes & Kenny Mason] Yeah, bitch, pull up proper (Bitch) Dance on the pussy, I salsa (Cha-cha) I am not from Earth (Hell nah), Sheck Wes pulled up in a saucer (Ooh, bitch) I heard you fell in love with that bitch (Bitch), Sheck Wes fell in love with the chopper (Ow) Sheck Wes, I’m a motherfuckin’ monster (Yeah) I came out the water like a Loch Ness (Yeah) My niggas on the block with no options (No) They smokin’ niggas like Hot Grabba (Grabba, Grabba) I bought a new stick (Bitch), came with a new bitch (Bitch) Bought the ho new kicks (Walkin’) Off the music, bitch, I got rich, left you niggas clueless (Ching-ching) Got a couple cribs, got a couple whips, I don’t wanna do shit (No) Nah, I don’t wanna do shit Now, hold up, hold up, hold up, Sheck, don’t get stagnant Hood girls and models all in these pageants You don’t know my neck, bitch, I been havin’ I ain’t internet, these niggas been laggin’ Yeah, yeah, yeah, and I still keep a ratchet Spit fire like an RAF pilot Steal a nigga bitch, I feel like Aladdin Me and my white friends gon’ get blasted off the (Stick) [Bridge: DJ Drama] Alright, so check it out You niggas over here talkin’ ’bout festivals I’m thinkin’ more like invasions You gon’ stop playin’ on Dreamville’s time (Gangsta Grizzillz) Like niggas don’t run this
[Verse 5: J. Cole] Uh (Oh, shit) Pray for me, God’s got a play for me Me and them are not standing adjacently (No way) Thirsty for the clout, talkin’ too brazenly Bullet hit his mouth, at least he died tastefully (Oh, shit) Good Lord has never forsaken me In God I trust, so I get money faithfully (Hahaha) Not just occasionally Got to make cake every day like I work for a bakery (Yeah) I know you pussy, the secret’s not safe with me You crazy, you think you gon’ take from me (Yeah) Not for extortin’, treat problems like Orkin, I call up some niggas I know that’s gon’ spray for me (Woo, woo, woo, brrt) Speakin’ in code case they tapin’ me Let off the whole fuckin’ clip, leave a vacancy (Bah, bah, bah, bah) I’m ’bout that two with the six, so I’m basically Reppin’ more shooters than Rich Paul’s agency They get to clutchin’, you best get to duckin’ like 6’7″ niggas that’s dunkin’ for Oregon Money so long, if I start in the south and then spread this shit out, it’d be touchin’ like Portland So it’s no wonder I’m walkin’ with caution, I know that God got his grace with me But I’ll still treat a ride through the hood like a hike through the woods, got a stick that I take with me
[Chorus: Kenny Mason, DJ Drama & JID] Stick, stick, stick, stick (DJ Drama) Stick, stick, stick, stick (Welcome to D-Day, suckers) I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick) I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick) I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick) I got a new stick (I got a brand new stick)
[Outro: Kenny Mason & DJ Drama] Dreamville Stick up the shell, pick up the shell (Gangsta Grizzillz, new) Lit up the air, niggas in here (Stick) Stick up the shell, pick up the shell (New) Lit up the air, niggas in here (Stick) Stick up the shell, pick up the shell (New) Lit up the sh—, niggas in here (Stick) Stick up the shell, pick up the shell (New) Lit up the air, niggas in here (Stick)
Songwriter (s): Kenny Mason, Sheck Wes, JID & J. Cole
On “Stick,” all four performing rappers discuss their habit of keeping a gun on them at all times, with either, or sometimes both, protective or aggressive motivations
JID previewed “Stick” in an Instagram live session on October 13, 2020, hinting at a possible release the same month.
Dreamville Records is an American record label founded by American rapper J. Cole and his manager Ibrahim Hamad. The label is currently distributed through Interscope Records, a unit of Universal Music Group. The roster includes Bas, Ari Lennox, Cozz, Omen, Lute, JID, EarthGang, and Cole himself.
Jermaine Lamarr Cole is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer. Cole is regarded as one of the most influential rappers of his generation.
project: D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape (2022) DREAMVILLE & J. COLE
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