Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
French Montana
Performer
Chinx
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karim Kharbouch
Composer
Lyrics
You know what I'm sayin' like, real talk man, like
**** ain't know about no mollys till **** brung it to the, to the table, ****, like
Harve Pierre
**** wasn't sayin' no
Cokeboy
Coke Boy 3
Shakedown
What it be like
This motherfuckin' round table
Big baller baby
Breaking down this fresh package
Endorsed by so mean
Bad Boy Headquarter
Your motherfuckin' boy Montana
RNS real **** shit
Red, talk to 'em
Shakedown
I strapped up, I hit the block
French said they need fish-scale, I hit the docks
I punch in my card, 'bout 6 o'clock
Wizard in the kitchen, magic when it hit the pot
Lately I find more ho **** than hoes
I ice my watch, hopin' time get froze
I'm a coke boy, hello, hello, hello
Pardon me, G, if that sounded sentimental
Heavy-metal, I bang in every ghetto
Shakedown baby, everything is a go
Gucci down to my toes, Louis Vuitton luggage
Rapped the 6th on the bridge, hopped out, said fuck it
I grind non-stop even when it's snowin'
'Cause I ain't goin' broke like the **** Terrell Owens
They know I been a shooter, no longer count money
I measure stacks with a ruler, I am the new ruler
Brooklyn till they kill me
Forever keep it filthy
Got rich 'cause my motherfuckin' work look milky
I love my **** forever though
And that white girl, never let her go
I, I be so high
And that bullshit don't bother me
I, real **** fo' life
I'm out here livin' sucker free
I, I be so high
And that bullshit don't bother me
I, real **** fo' life
I'm out here livin' sucker free
Devil red Maserati, call the reverend on 'em
Gave 'em my whole life, but certain shit I never told 'em
Choppin' the pavement on them blades
Most **** get they shot, hardship is but a phase
Ballin' on that hard top
Know they hear my screechin' J's
Genius on that stove top, work cut six different ways
In life there's six degrees of separation
Fear leads to hesitation
Rose from the project gutters, boy, that's elevation
Pick the pace up on them ****, that's acceleration
My ensemble's elegant, boy, that's Ellen Tracy
I fucked the game three times, now I'm yellin' trace 'em
You see them green and white diamonds, boy, that's segregation
Top naked, engine revvin', tell them **** race me
Your main bitch my reflection, all she do is face me
All the money and the fame and the fornication
They say my mental is a gun, but I broke the safety
I, I be so high
And that bullshit don't bother me
I, real **** fo' life
I'm out here livin' sucker free
I, I be so high
And that bullshit don't bother me
I, real **** fo' life
I'm out here livin' sucker free
Rappin' never been part of the plan
Gettin' bricks 35, Kevin Durant
Man, it is what it be's, Mardi Gras
You know I beez in the trap, ask Nicki Mar
Been doing this shit here since yea tall
Gettin' head from her, when Ye called
I made it, ****
You hated, ****
You dinosaur ****, outdated ****
I seen a snow mountain, I skate it, ****
This the aftermath, you shady, ****
Cradle to the grave, make a Caesar out your braids
Got a kilo of that haze and we all smokin'
I, I be so high
And that bullshit don't bother me
I, real **** fo' life
I'm out here livin' sucker free
I, I be so high
And that bullshit don't bother me
I, real **** fo' life
I'm out here livin' sucker free
I, oh, I
Been had this hustle all in my veins
For so long
Have you ever felt that way?
I, oh, I
Feel like I wanna give it all away
For so long
I'm a cokeboy, I'm a, I'm a cokeboy
Have you ever felt that way?
I, I be so high
And that bullshit don't bother me
I, real **** fo' life
I'm out here livin' sucker free
I, I be so high
And that bullshit don't bother me
I, real **** fo' life
I'm out here livin' sucker free
Written by: Karim Kharbouch