[Intro: Zak]
Said the best times waiting 'round the corner
That's murder on the corner
Seen these niggas turning bad
Skinny nigga pushing Lambs
[Chorus: Zak & French Montana]
I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand?
Lately, niggas talking down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said no trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tryna leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the morning
You ain't seen nothin', nothing like it
Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it
Tryna leave me skinny, yeah, you know it
It's murder on the corner (Montana, ayy)
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Check it, I dot 'em like a leopard
On the corner, smell aroma like a shepherd
Watching Narcos or them narcos
Brain fried, if I make my bed, I'ma sleep in it
King size, French tried to franchise
Before the machine, we did it handy
Bitches fronted on they panties now they jerk me like the Grammys
Hundred chains like TLC, chilly
On that Wayne, milli' after milli'
With a bitch like Keisha from Belly
I pray to God we live a thousand years
And if I hurt you, we'll drink Ciroc for your tears
Stunting on the stunners, smoking out the whips
Carbon in the front, skrrt on the bridge to Harlem
You stepped on carpet, the flag
We sharpen the swag, ten racks for the marble slab
Pool kitchen sink, six layer paint
Bump Aretha Franklin, bitch like Jada Pinkett, hah
[Chorus: Zak & A$AP Rocky]
I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand?
Lately, niggas talking down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said no trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tryna leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the morning
You ain't seen nothin', nothing like it
Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it (Uh, uh)
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
It's the city where the skinny niggas ride, yep
That same city, you might see me with my slime, yep
Buck-fitty to your chitty, you get prime cut
Primetime, fuck, fuck it, your time's up
Throw up my set, they get upset
They coming at me indirect, live in effect
They wanna see me in the flesh, boy, take your best shot
Got something rip through your vest, aim for your head
Won't break a sweat
[Chorus: Zak]
I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand?
Lately, niggas talking down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said no trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tryna leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the morning
You ain't seen nothin', nothing like it
Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it
It's murder on the corner
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