歌手:French Montana
专辑:《Excuse My French (Deluxe Edition)》

I can't sell these drugs no more
Got too many felonies
I can't trust these hoes no more
******* like my enemies
They wanna see me burn through the fall

Yeah
In every thinking ******* last day
Saw many bags end up half way

Black glove and the ski mask
Heard he has baby on his chest
Made me feel bad
*******t was all good just a week ago
No we pouring champagne at the funeral
Remember dark skin Jamaican with the cesar
Heard he caught the
Bychass skate with the visa
Should have seen the look on
His brother when he came through
Yellin number cash up for the first 48 do
Men turn to *******
Skank what the state do
Put you on the box
With the numbers tryina break you
I can't sell these drugs no more
Got too many felonies
I can't trust these hoes no more
******* like my enemies
They wanna see me burn through the fall

Yeah
Toll was the hustler
Jermaine was the killer
He let the *****s stack it
All up then he killed em
I heard he got dropped
From his main *******
Left the ***** laying
Stanking there ain't take *******t
I heard the ***** died some island
Like he seen a ***** face right
Before he shot him
Whole gang
Then he hit the block like it's no thang
When everybody knew
About the whole thang
*******t scary and they ain't even drop the tearing
Cans glowing in the air
Help his mother get him buried
Heard Jermaine went and got a pot of '
We was young *****s hustling
Tryina make it out alive

I can't sell these drugs no more
Got too many felonies
I can't trust these hoes no more
******* like my enemies
They wanna see me burn through the fall

Yeah