[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!