French Montana Featuring A$AP Rocky – Said N Done Lyrics

(Chorus – French Montana)
Oh my god, oh my god
Blocka, blocka, big up, big up
It’s the Coke Boy ni**a with the A$AP Mob
Oh my god, oh my god
I see em hating on the boy huh?
Til I pull up on the boy, huh?

(Verse 1 – French Montana & A$AP Rocky)
Oh my god, oh my god
But you couldn’t f**k with the flow I got
City just turned into the oh I ride
Pretty motherf**ker just stole my thot
Oh my god, oh my god
Wake up, wake up, it’s a stick up, stick up
Look up, look up, it’s a stick up, stick up
I’ma show you power of the mula
I put a sundress on your shooter
Man they turned their back on your boy huh?
You tricking but you waiting for the boy huh?
My god, oh my god
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind now
Took a little time off I’m back up on my grind
Took it uptown just to kick it with my slimes
Skeet skeet, skkrt, cocaine for the bi**hes
Chain tucked in cause I came for the business
Dope to your brain like a vein with syringes
Back in the day streets was paved with syringes
Paid for the crib, plus it came with the fridges
I heard them boys calling up the boys huh?
And they showing up to court huh?
Dirty money, ain’t in the Forbes huh

(Bridge – French Montana)
Love my bi**h, oh my, gotta spend a whole lot
Gotta buy every bag, gotta buy the whole lot
Taught the bi**h, oh my, oh my
Gotta spend a whole lot
Oh my god, oh my god

(Verse 2 – A$AP Rocky)
With the spring springing on us, and the summer hot
Couple things clinging on us, bi**h it’s coming out
Weather weather for the winter, Flacko bring em out
Bad mon a rude boy, what the bombaclot
When it drop out, ni**a hop out
Don’t you know the loud mouth get you stomped out?
Thing on me now, hang on me now, ay
Got the bi**h with me, gang with me now, yeah
Does the chain swing on me now?
Harlem…made me down

(Verse 3 – French Montana)
Go hard or you go home
She love it when I hit her with my rob on
I couldn’t ball, had to hit the stove
We talking raw white, California Rolls
We talking top down, California hoes
We talking small sandals, got her on her toes
I don’t ask twice for the tongue
Word to ISIS, I’m the bomb
Call Gina, call Leon
I’m gone, do you smell aroma?

(Bridge – French Montana])
Drinking, smoke a whole lot
Know buy every bag I’ma buy the whole lot
Your pu**y wet, don’t lie
Oh my, oh my god

(Chorus – French Montana)
Oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god
Blocka, blocka, big up, big up
It’s the Coke Boy ni**a with the A$AP Mob
Oh my god, oh my god

(Outro – French Montana)
She love when I hit her with my robe on
She love when I hit her with my gold on
Popping pills, drink, get your roll on
They don’t love you til you’re dead and gone
Montana!

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