French man counting dead mans its the truth
I get bands nigga, I got vision, gotta see it through
I went Hedi on the pants, Dior if I'm talking to you
If my mans died there, shit I probably did too
Alexander Mcqueen for my boo, put you in a black dress
Oh you went jet black hair, wonder who you tryna impress
FN 57 & some more shit I don't address
I get bread baby, no no no no, you don't gotta stress
Hot shit on my mind, but I gotta keep it cool
I ain't going down if it come down to me or you
Henny on my mind if I gotta tell the truth
Girl I'm on my way to France tryna make some plans with you
Now I'm trippin like a mf
She like I ain't notice you
I'm with my young niggas on they block & all they know is shoot nigga
Loyalty the death of me nigga then I'm cool with it
15 years old, you seen me, probably saw a group with me
Touchdown different country I don't got my tool with me
Tryna get in my zone but I guess it all depends on who with me
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French man counting dead mans its the truth
I get bands nigga, I got vision, gotta see it through
I went Hedi on the pants, Dior if I'm talking to you
If my mans died there, shit I probably did too
Alexander Mcqueen for my boo, put you in a black dress
Oh you went jet black hair, wonder who you tryna impress
FN 57 & some more shit I don't address
I get bread baby, no no no no, you don't gotta stress
Hot shit on my mind, but I gotta keep it cool
I ain't going down if it come down to me or you
Henny on my mind if I gotta tell the truth
Girl I'm on my way to France tryna make some plans with you
Now I'm trippin like a mf
She like I ain't notice you
I'm with my young niggas on they block & all they know is shoot nigga
Loyalty the death of me nigga then I'm cool with it
15 years old, you seen me, probably saw a group with me
Touchdown different country I don't got my tool with me
Tryna get in my zone but I guess it all depends on who with me
I get bands nigga, I got vision, gotta see it through
I went Hedi on the pants, Dior if I'm talking to you
If my mans died there, shit I probably did too
Alexander Mcqueen for my boo, put you in a black dress
Oh you went jet black hair, wonder who you tryna impress
FN 57 & some more shit I don't address
I get bread baby, no no no no, you don't gotta stress
Hot shit on my mind, but I gotta keep it cool
I ain't going down if it come down to me or you
Henny on my mind if I gotta tell the truth
Girl I'm on my way to France tryna make some plans with you
Now I'm trippin like a mf
She like I ain't notice you
I'm with my young niggas on they block & all they know is shoot nigga
Loyalty the death of me nigga then I'm cool with it
15 years old, you seen me, probably saw a group with me
Touchdown different country I don't got my tool with me
Tryna get in my zone but I guess it all depends on who with me
Writer: Noe Ferbac
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