Wake Up

[Chorus: French Montana] Wake up, wake up Nigga, it's the first of the month Pay up, pay up Buying all the drugs that you want Wake up, wake up Nigga, it's the first of the month Pay up, pay up Buying everything that I want Moving ceiling but how long Before these niggas try to G on their own Now I'm moving ceiling but how long Before these niggas stop trying to G on their own [Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth] So we in debt with the devil's daughter Re-up this first quarter Prices they going lower This shipment fresh out the border Yeah bitch I got it cheaper Pumping just like a speaker Hood say these niggas jacking I lay 'em down like a sleeper Kill this shit like the reaper Trap finals, I'm a sweeper Plus that shit you got weaker I'm hands-on trying to freak her Buried off in this bottle What you need bitch, I got 'em Here that shit bitch, I got 'em Don't worry about it bitch, I got 'em Carpooling with this work I'm on this clock bitch, I work Where them grimy niggas play in dirt With something tucked in this shirt The first and fifteenth I'm collecting these checks Fuck if you a smoker or a hustler, just give me my checks Yeah, wake up, wake up, nigga it's the first of the month Just call me Pusha T, I get you anything that you want [Chorus: French Montana] Wake up, wake up Nigga, it's the first of the month Pay up, pay up Buying all the drugs that you want Wake up, wake up Nigga, it's the first of the month Pay up, pay up Buying everything that I want Moving ceiling but how long Before these niggas try to G on their own Now I'm moving ceiling but how long Before these niggas stop trying to G on their own [Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth] I just can't leave this white bitch My Cubans cut my mic switch Loaded all up in my garage YG say it might fit Yeah, I got Whitney hostage I got Bobby working I got Screw jacked up I only talk in person Count this money like the bank I'm trapping, what the fuck you think? Inhale this loud up its dank This gas, I ain't talking tanks Top ten, I ain't talking ranks 650, I could get your drank Look nigga, not no alcohol That Texas shit that make you faint Then I hit the NY with French Did 305 with Ross Then I hit the hood and took off Shit, other than that, I get lost I'm an H-Town bill collector Anytime you lay this over Look bitch, I practice work religion blueprintthem like Hova Call me trapper man, I take it where the fuck others don't [Chorus: French Montana] Wake up, wake up Nigga, it's the first of the month Pay up, pay up Buying all the drugs that you want Wake up, wake up Nigga, it's the first of the month Pay up, pay up Buying everything that I want Moving ceiling but how long Before these niggas try to G on their own Now I'm moving ceiling but how long Before these niggas stop trying to G on their own