French Montana - Antidote (Remix) lyrics
rate me(Intro: French Montana)
Montana, Breezy, ya know what it is when ya hear that ha
(Verse: Chris Brown)
Don't ya open up that window, Chrome 45. wit that extendo
Off that batch of molly, pussy, all we know
In that Lamborghini, how fast does yo 'Rarri go?
All my niggas tripping, ya might catch a body flow
She pussy poppin' I'mma tip her, that's the way I roll
Told me thots are crazy, told her I've been here before
Her man came home and now I'm creeping out that window
I ain't wit that bling it's a sneak in, she just want to twerk it on a weekend
I'm fucking wit a bad Puerto Rican, pussy so wet, my dick a ten like the deep end
We in Las Vegas so ya know we neva sleeping
A hunnid bottles and ya know how slump my weed is
(Verse 2: French Montana)
Go to live LIV on Sunday, wake up and go to court on Monday
I just met an actress this week
She came through the crib wit 6 freaks
I've been trapping since fifteen
Talking back when bricks was fifteen
Don't ya open up that window
I don't chase bitches, I just pimp hoes
Talking 'bout that brown bag is all we know
Hollywood bitches always want to smoke
I just made three mil this week
In the streets, Montana hotter than fish grease
All the bitches in my face, paparazzis taking pictures
That's that Californiacation, I just need my medication
Talking reggie for the patiences, sipping yellow, purple, Lakers
Got green and blue faces, talking crib, 50 acres, ooh
Call up yo bitches, come fuck wit the squad
All of my niggas, we roll like the mob
Tell 'em broke niggas don't get on ya job
Bitch want to pillow talk, workin' a job
Hit up Miami, woke up in Atlanta
Hop out the Porshe and I jump the Phantom
Hop off yo bitch and I pose for the camera
Ya niggas can't stand us
She up and let us through that window
Clip bottles long as a Lambo
I'm talking brown bags is all we now
Them Hollywood bitches want to smoke