Drug Lord

French Montana know coke, boy

Boys in the hood cop me dope, boy

Heroin stuck to my coke, boy

I was tripping harder from the stog', boy

I was stomping drinks in the store, boy

I would send them birds on the low, boy

You leave but I already know, boy

'Cause everybody came and got served, boy

Trap house rolling on the low, boy

Junkies running in and out the dope, boy

Lamborghini parked in the driveway

Thieves watching **** on the low, boy

I don't serve ****'s I don't know, boy

I don't sell weed, I sell blow, boy

Turn two juices to a four, boy

I'm a cold motherfucker, yeah, I know, boy

My grandmama know I sell drugs, boy

My auntie know I sell drugs, boy

My own Mama know I sell drugs, boy

The whole world know I sell drugs, boy

(Don't make the syrup right now, the old lady watching you over there)

If she was a crack head, I'd serve her

Everybody know I sell drugs, boy

And it ain't no secret I'm a drug lord

Sell all my dope in my grandma house

Stash all my money in my mama house

Stash all my dope in my auntie house

If it's a drought, ****, I ain't running out

If the blue and white out, I ain't coming out

Jack your mouth, move like a haunted house

Everybody wanna know the dope boy

If you ain't don't know me then, you don't know me now

I ain't front you back then, I ain't gon' front you now

She wasn't on me back then, don't be on me now

I ain't fuck her back then, I ain't gon' fuck her now

If the feds ever catch me, I ain't gon' run my mouth

Dope boy rode it, dope boy's Nike's, young rich ****

Whipping, whipping chickens all of my life

Know the fed's wanna indict me

Wanna put me in the penitentiary for all of my life

My grandmama know I sell drugs, boy

My auntie know I sell drugs, boy

My own mama know I sell drugs, boy

The whole world know I sell drugs, boy

(Don't make the syrup right now, the old lady watching you over there)

If she was a crack head, I'd serve her

Everybody know I sell drugs, boy

And it ain't no secret I'm a drug lord

Everybody know I'm a drug lord

Freak Ray, Penny Hill drug lord

Freak big meet hill drug lord

Rest in peace to King Krella, he a drug lord

The whole heavy count, we drug lords

We from south Memphis **** slaying drug lord

Everybody count on us 'cause we drug lords

And everybody already know it, boy

Who is the drug lord