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[Intro: French Montana] Montana You know what it is when you hear that haan Aye, aye, aye [Verse 1: Nasty C] My standards are hella stone My safe is a treasure trove My wagon full of yellow bones I'm about to go Hefner on 'em If she take the shot then we gon' miss them, hold up Call the shots like I miss 'em, don't I? Snake niggas talk a lot of shit, and I said I know when I hear a hissing cobra I know, I know when I see a rat I go on 'em when I see the racks Fuck up the commas like I can't read for jack And send it home and tell 'em Christmas is back Yeah, It's a new sea on the map Calling me out, to me is a prank Calling me out, to me is a trap Calling me out, I'ma call you back [Chorus: Nasty C] Young nigga put in the grind (I work) I shine, I shine (I shine) I take your girl from the crowd (crowd, crowd) She down, she down (she down) They tryna come to the house (to the cribo) Allow, allow (allow) She take the dick then she bow (then she bow) She bow, she bow Young nigga put in the grind (I work) I shine, I shine (I shine) I take your girl from the crowd (crowd, crowd) She down, she down (she down) They tryna come to the house (to the cribo) Allow, allow (allow) She take the dick then she bow (then she bow) She bow, she bow [Verse 2: Nasty C] I was cooking up til dawn Now the diamonds dancing tryna charm me These bitches used to never want me Now they pop their ankles, how they falling [Verse 3: French Montana] Montana I was on the block til the morning Sipping that Ciroc til the morning I need to hop in the foreign Chain iced to the arm I'm talking John Wall Still ride with the warrant I'm talking Paul Wall Balling like Paul George [Verse 4: Nasty C] I'm talking George Foreman, yeah that's the grill talk The jewelry add up to a mil' talk Put it on and tell me how it feel talk Yeah, yeah Bitch I'm young and i'm wildin' Yeah, my plug is my pilot (salute) He say, "where is we flying?" I said fuck it I haven't decided I get high and [Verse 5: French Montana] I hop in the drop Dropping the top, getting the wop (Skrr) Sin City, Magic City, hoes getting the money [Chorus: Nasty C] Young nigga put in the grind (I work) I shine, I shine (I shine) I take your girl from the crowd (crowd, crowd) She down, she down (she down) They tryna come to the house (to the cribo) Allow, allow (allow) She take the dick then she bow (then she bow) She bow, she bow Young nigga put in the grind (I work) I shine, I shine (I shine) I take your girl from the crowd (from the crowd) She down, she down (she down) They tryna come to the house (to the cribo) Allow, allow (allow) She take the dick then she bow (then she bow) She bow, she bow [Bridge: Nasty C] I made the money, I made a difference I made 'em talk, I made 'em listen I made 'em wish they switched sides Made these motherfuckers hate the mirrors Made 'em call me lucky like I didn't force myself to stay up working Rappers smoking, drinking yeah I made the money, I made a difference I made 'em talk, I made 'em listen I made 'em wish they switched sides Made these motherfuckers hate the mirrors Made 'em call me lucky like I didn't force myself to stay up working Rappers smoking, drinking yeah [Chorus: Nasty C] Young nigga put in the grind I shine, I shine I take your girl from the crowd She down, she down They tryna come to the house Allow, allow She take the dick then she bow She bow, she bow Young nigga put in the grind I shine, I shine I take your girl from the crowd She down, she down They tryna come to the house Allow, allow She take the dick then she bow She bow, she bow Look