French Montana - I Want It FAKE lyrics

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French Montana - I Want It FAKE lyrics

You don't live and learn You gotta get it how you live Coke Boy baby I got kush from California I got bricks from Arizona Hundred whips and they be foreign Bad b**h from Taiwan When I want, I'm blowing stacks When I want, I hit the dealer When I want, I blow her back When I want, and I blow a mil' When I want, we popping bottles When I want, them b**hes swallow When I want, that coupe a mil When I want, them digits bottle I just got a whole brick from Papi About to hit the stove, get it popping None of my n***as moving sloppy I said, meet me on the ave, n***a, copy? b**h, mind your business Them foreign cars, we in 'em That blood money, we spend it It got my partner a life sentence Got me smoking on that OG That granddaddy my granddaddy That purp and yellow like Kobe And all the drug dealers, they know me I be rolling up with Snoop Dogg On that drank with Kendrick Ripping off my roof, dog Juicy J, they trippin' Whip it hard, 'til my wrist hurt Got a hundred large on my wrist work I got kush from California I got bricks from Arizona Hundred whips and they be foreign Bad b**h from Taiwan When I want, I'm blowing stacks When I want, I hit the dealer When I want, I blow her back When I want, and I blow a mil' When I want, we popping bottles When I want, them b**hes swallow When I want, that coupe a mil When I want, them digits bottle Them n***as crying all day We popping bottles all day You see them leave all day Them b**hes slide all day We counting money all day I'm talking mils all day We popping bottles all day That sh** for real all day And I got white gold, got yellow gold Got red gold on my neck Now I got white hoes, got redbone Got yellowbone on my dick And that paper rain, 'bout ten K And I ain't talking about ten karats I been counting money 'bout ten days My wrist and chains turned to houses I done stuffed up that shoebox I can't find my sneakers Money six-five, my b**h high Hit M.I.A. weekend Man, them n***as choked, that wind broke I think they on that dope Hundred G's of that OG When you talking 'bout that smoke I got kush from California I got bricks from Arizona Hundred whips and they be foreign Bad b**h from Taiwan When I want, I'm blowing stacks When I want, I hit the dealer When I want, I blow her back When I want, and I blow a mil' When I want, we popping bottles When I want, them b**hes swallow When I want, that coupe a mil When I want, them digits bottle All day All day All day All day All day All day All day All day