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French Montana( Karim Kharbouch )
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Burnin'
yeah we roll in the Cadillac nigga straight lokin, top open everybody holding g's smoking on the Cali weed we proceed we burning we bang like a heart attack niggas ain't joking so focused, everybody hate police wont let a nigga roll this weed we proceed, we burnin
call it ..will spin it niggas all offended you know I'm bout to rape the game like a sex offeder, gonna get it on your own no co dependant, before you..back your throne nigga know your limit still burning rollin with the top back three times fellan, forty's knock is top back new j's on crin shaw going strong your picking stems out your shit then you know its wrong gone smoke out the chevy windows have crack this the cali love I blow my last stack stealth mode with your bitch told her pass that, before she drop it on my carpet told her ash that, we burnin burnin
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Hook: yeah we roll in the Cadillac nigga straight lokin top open everybody holding g's smoking on the Cali weed we proeed we burning we bang like a heart attack niggas ain't joking so focused, everybody hate police wont let a nigga roll his weed we proceed, we burnin
Fresh about a court rolling up a dank, diamonds in the paint harder than a tank why the fuck them niggas have it get up on your feet I'll be coart side braggin 20 for the seat, truck up in the hood bitch with the sports bra feet up on the wood I could flip a small car you bald headed skank dont fuck up my hi canarys on the gold chain will fuck up your eye plenty drink plenty smoke plenty niggas steady fuckin with us niggas choke naked bitchs takin pictures im gettin throwed weeds officail my wrist glisten niggas broke we burnin
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Uncle ..so being hated they know I'm still the greatest I know some fakers thsi faking I call em imitators I got a bitch in my mistress is still in patiente and she missing the sick dick and she sick of waiting but i got sick of waiting I got a zip of piff I' ve been living lately I feel like shit is gravey only if i make it out and if this road lead to a deadend imma make a route I got em own down south the go from making money out of town to give my own down south disrespect the eair will get you punched in the lip we got bricks not the back boy the front of the rim so a lot of priss bitchs often coming with me spread money cross the corner never question recipts I ain't mean to approach ya i got my team to scope ya they took a shop to tangle all to keep my focus we burning
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