French Montana - Cocaine Mafia Lyrics
That's that shit, montana (uhh, yeah)ChorusYa ***** chose a nigga don't be madGot pounds of that kush, 40 cal is in my bagNo matter where I'm at, I let that thing go blatAnd that cocaine mafia got these niggas mad (fo sho, owww)Homie it's that cocaine mafia fo shoI could break a brick down, nigga I could break a hoeI'm a pro, what the ***** you niggas talkin?Everything's a goHop up on a track rape a donna150 stacks count it back leave the door locked (hold up)You watching niggas starve while you ate goodNow it's ghetto niggas poppin space call me ace hoodSlang wood dick dealer white chinchilla in the huddleTrynna bubble like sprite pink syrupGotta hit the pot stir it, move an ounce ***** parAnd you know never play wit kon a nigga lying like a rugThat coke boy music that kinda shit you get chills forRound table get the bread and butter 'fore the meal comeTalk about that cocaine mafia, word to trae I'm the truthYelling through the ceiling like "***** the roof!"ChorusYa ***** chose a nigga don't be madGot pounds of that kush, 40 cal is in my bagNo matter where I'm at, I let that thing go blatAnd that cocaine mafia got these niggas mad (fo sho, owww)Homie it's that cocaine mafia fo shoI could break a brick down, nigga I could break a hoeI'm a pro, what the ***** you niggas talkin?Everything's a go
