It Gotta Be

[Intro: DJ Whoo Kid] Unstoppable Y'all can hate, all you want [Chorus 1: French Montana] Drugs baby, yeah I It gotta be the life (La) Be for real dawg, we gon' kill ya Shoot ya up and cut ya, fuckin' with us! Drugs baby, yeah I It gotta be the life (La) Be for real dawg, we gon' kill ya Shoot ya up and cut ya, fuckin' with us! [Verse 1: French Montana] Drugs baby like a [?] Twelve twelve's, fifty eight's too with the [?] Telefeins bite it off You know my [?] leather, but it's soft Okay, it's them Coke Wave boys, steppin' out Frenchy and Max Don, check 'em out And you know your hot, when the bottles hot Then the condom pop, then the water pop Drugs homie, feds on me I gotta take it easy like Sunday morning Navigation and the Navagating My season got a high twenty Visa [?] [Chorus 2: Max B] God damn these niggas be on me (Be on me) I love steak but I gotta go (Gotta go) My bitch love dick and she horny (She horny) We get a lot of dough, I got grams and they going for forty Coke Wave it's a lot of snow (It's a lot of snow, Max) Don't need to tell me, I ain't gotta know (I ain't gotta know) [Verse 2: Max B] To my bitches that suck dick a little Pull your skirt up and get in the middle, never speak riddles Speak a little French (French), [?] baby your taking a cab Then just so you could know not to back Talk next time, take you take my seat On my way to Canal Street Bounty, Burgundy, County (County) Did more [?] than Robert Jr. Downy Clown me, never that, pimping, I'm a cleaver cat Beat them bitches at they own game, just to see where their head was at [?] I could give a fuck if the nigga die I'ma always stay high of the shower, power Money and respect, give me more 'cause I need it Speeding up the westside, beat it, meet it Every criteria niggas ask me to meet [?] from packin' the heat, time to go! [Chorus 1: French Montana] Drugs baby, yeah I It gotta be the life (La) Be for real dawg, we gon' kill ya Shoot ya up and cut ya, fuckin' with us! Drugs baby, yeah I It gotta be the life (La) Be for real dawg, we gon' kill ya Shoot ya up and cut ya, fuckin' with us! [Chorus 2: Max B] God damn these niggas be on me (Be on me) I love steak but I gotta go (Gotta go) My bitch love dick and she horny (She horny) We get a lot of dough, I got grams and they going for forty Coke Wave it's a lot of snow (It's a lot of snow, Max) Don't need to tell me, I ain't gotta know (I ain't gotta know) [Outro: DJ Whoo Kid] Get get! French Montana! Max B! Coke Wave!