Splash Brothers

[Intro: French Montana]

M-M-M-M

Haan?

[Chorus: French Montana]

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Young Montana and the coke wave

Feds said they got the whole thing on tape

The trial about to start in four days

So we gonna rise to the top

Yeah, Anastasia, Splash and Frenchie

Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Young Montana and Lil' Weezyana

Fat pockets got my pants lookin' like MC Hammer's

I piss a nigga off until he got an empty bladder

A hustler, baby, I can sell Nevada to Nevada

Huh, I'm on that coke wave

Stay in your own lane, nigga, I got road rage

Got old money, I got hundreds about your age

Got OGs listenin' to me like The O'Jays

Okay, I used to run the corner like a jet sweep

Now I put that snow on private planеs, call 'em jet-skis

All gold Rollie-polliе on my left wing

Drop the cocaine in the water, that's a wet dream

Never stepped on the work, no footprints

All these bad bitches make it hard to find a good bitch

Coke Boy, yeah, white girl, yeah

Hot Boy, yeah, Spice Girl, yeah

Young Mula

[Chorus: French Montana]

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Young Montana and the coke wave

Feds said they got the whole thing on tape

The trial about to start in four days

So we gonna rise to the top

Yeah, Anastasia, Splash and Frenchie

Woah, woah, woah, woah (Montana)

[Verse 2: French Montana & Rick Ross]

On double MG, I'll fuck a rapper's wife (Huh)

Blow a Birkin on her and I won't even touch her twice (Haan?)

Your favorite rapper in the precinct writing essays

When Hov took a break, I had the city for a decade (Argh)

Culture top three, we done started up the wave (Wave)

You only get your flowers when I put 'em on your grave (Put 'em on your grave)

Niggas stay schemin', but they ain't ready to pop that (Pop that)

Coke Boys move keys, where the locks at? (Coke Boy, baby)

Diamond singles, platinum albums, and a drop coupe (Skrrt)

Might take my Hollywood bitches and start a pop group (Woo)

Niggas crack fiends for the rap memes

Took one to the head like Suge in the black beam' (Bah)

I follow OGs, not the IG

Me and Splash Brothers like the Isleys

I couldn't rhyme fast, made the pie stretch (Haan?)

Devil on my heels like Lil Nas X (Woo)

My country girl mad, I faded like Boosie on her

My city girl ride with the Uzi on her (Bah-bah-bah)

You been a doja, word to Doja Cat (Coke Boys, baby)

Call you Soulja Slim 'cause we don't know you, clap (Ah)

Who you stuntin' on? My bitch got a bigger truck (Skrrt)

Paul Pierce on live, I don't give a fuck (Montana)

[Chorus: French Montana]

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Young Montana and the coke wave

Feds said they got the whole thing on tape

The trial about to start in four days

So we gonna rise to the top

Yeah, Anastasia, Splash and Frenchie

Woah, woah, woah, woah (Montana)

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]

Huh, biggest (M-M-M-M)

Never ask, I only came to do the devil's task

Feelin' fast so I just gotta get a pedal gas

Never crash, I'm spendin' money like I never had

Several bags I give to bitches that'll never last (Uh)

Say my name, niggas lookin' for you with treasure maps (Woo)

Can't pedal back and I'm surprised your label ain't collapsed (Hahaha)

Wavin' flags, but you the one we all still aimin' at (Huh)

Forty bottles and left you pussies with the table tab (Brrt)

Therefore, apologize before you in a lot of rhymes

And I done smoked a lot of niggas and a lot of mine (Woo)

Celebratin' after scores and that's a lot of fines

Or I could turn you niggas up and that's the bottom line, biggest (Maybach Music)

[Chorus: French Montana]

Young Montana and the coke wave

Feds said they got the whole thing on tape

The trial about to start in four days

So we gonna rise to the top