French Montana - Nothing To Think About (feat. Al Pac) lyrics

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French Montana:

It's nothing to think about

Montana man

Hook

French Montana:

I be working in the kitchen, grinding on a mission

I be pitchin' till everything gone, it's nothing to think about

I'm working in the kitchen, grinding on a mission

I be pitchin' till everything gone, it's nothing to think about

Yeah (it's nothing to think about)

Yeah (it's nothing to think about)

I'ma get to the money (money)

I'ma get to the money (money)

Verse 1

French Montana:

After hours, four hoes, flying spur, four-door

Stay strapped, 4-4, I can never go broke

Hatin' on a nigga, dickridin' when they see him

In the club tryna keep up with ya re-up, fuck nigga what it ain't

You the boss, let 'em hate

Bad bitches bring 'em in, boyfriend number two

Never cuddling, come again, baby don't be feelin' that (feelin' that)

Coke Wave Gargamel a hit 'em back

GTC with the ceilin' back (ceilin' back)

Homie, wrist white, bricks white, we be dealin' that

Know you niggaz feelin' that (feelin' that)

Homie, Macaroni, he be feelin' that, dog 'em then send 'em back

Nigga I'm the hottest nigga out, fuck a punchline, played out

Go two-player when it's crunchtime, lunch time

Checks lookin' healthy (healthy) bitches on a nigga (nigga)

You know Coke Wave be the niggaz, Montana bitch

Hook

French Montana:

I be working in the kitchen, grinding on a mission

I be pitchin' till everything gone, it's nothing to think about

I'm working in the kitchen, grinding on a mission

I be pitchin' till everything gone, it's nothing to think about

Yeah (it's nothing to think about)

Yeah (it's nothing to think about)

I'ma get to the money (money)

I'ma get to the money (money)

Verse 2

Al Pac:

I'll leak a dude, what it do, funds are shippin', stack my loot

Niggaz wanna ride the wave, I'm switchin' to a different loop

Every week a different Coupe, everyday a different smut

Bigga told me "Peezly, fuck these haters, get them bigger bucks"

Now I gotta get it in, niggaz can't fuck with him

Al Pac, Montana, niggaz can't fuck with them

Got the streets in a frenzy, all the real niggaz love us

Coke Wave, and stil riding on you muthafuckas

Front, I'ma lay you down, get outta line, spray a pound

All about my money, I ain't come here to play around

Always on the grind, I got money on my mind

Work, brick money, all these other niggaz dimes

Got your wifey on my dick, all these bitches screamin', "Oww"

Never sound the same, every song is a different style

Watch my fetti come and pile, trappin' like it's '88

Al Pac, Gain Greene, niggaz gettin' major cake (Ay)

Hook

French Montana:

I be working in the kitchen, grinding on a mission

I be pitchin' till everything gone, it's nothing to think about

I'm working in the kitchen, grinding on a mission

I be pitchin' till everything gone, it's nothing to think about

Yeah (it's nothing to think about)

Yeah (it's nothing to think about)

I'ma get to the money (money)

I'ma get to the money (money)