French Montana — Funkmaster Flex Freestyle

Uh huh, Uh huh, Uh huh, Uh huh Eh, eh, eh, eh Fort killers, Broke breads with brick dealers Four-fives turn animals to chinchillas From the South Bronx came right up Took the wrong pill last night, f'd my night up Uh, underrated is an understatement I got old money prolly in your mother basement Stash box, Hk's, Sk's, Ak's, Mac's, no laptops From the street to the rap, ain't nothing different Bagging up, watch the lock-down, San Quentin Mind racing, money be my destination driver Selling snort, heli-port, hella-choppers You hear the beep, then you see the light Got some homies in the pen might never see the life Pitbull, no lice, mask on, long nose, homie with the clip full I been making power-moves Back when Amber Rose was shaking her ass in Sue's! Back when Ma$e brung Randy to the block Just couple days I had Maya on the block Nothing changed but the players in the game Rules and the suckers,The nerds and the cuffers Kyle Watson: Born Undercover Tom Sheppard, I'm all in your mother Talking New York fool, serving the dog food, on CD's, Nah I don't talk to PD I'm posted on the block still Shout my homie Diddy for the Ciroc deal I ain't signed yet, made it to the billboard Man this the kinda shit niggas kill for Uh, Five stacks to my favorite dancer Stunt my ass off, shorty like "Lift your pants up" Money longer than a flight to Taiwain! Got your bitch going down like my timeline ?, 50 Thou Rolley-ing, 50 Cal ? Bleached chair, be clear We the mob took the chips need a few rings Car 500 horses, it grow wings I be balling like the Meadowlands 100 round drum sound like a metal band Coldplay, U2, you now rocking with the leaders of the new school Hundred racks, homie getting paper-cuts Coke Boy leave you leaking like a paper-cup Is the cup leaking yet!>?