Mean - French Montana
Homey look at me, yeah Why you mad? 30 chains on shining like bling I see you mad, you want me down to my last dollar All they holler like clean! There they go, there they go, there they go Shining so clean, there they go, there they go, there they go Shining so clean, diamonds clear, million dollar meetings in the air Fly talk Medusa face on everything I wear Drop head, I'm laid back, I don't count money, I weight that I pop ace, straight jack, I buy new, I don't trade back Ha, me and Harry in that two door, got that hoodie when that sudo flowing Smoke with that roof off flying high I be riding round with that marvelo, got a hundred rounds of a hundred pounds 30 grand did a hundred shows, like ha Them cryin' They want me on the corner, watch mine die Back blocks since hair lock, cash in I jail out Big shows I sell out, real I bail out Homey look at me, yeah Why you mad? 30 chains on shining like bling I see you mad, you want me down to my last dollar All they holler like clean! There they go, there they go, there they go Shining so clean, there they go, there they go, there they go I'm riding ninja stars, 850 v12 I'm futuristic, clean mine with the seashells These bitches do my feet, then place the heat to your cheeks So I can chew the beef in Greece The linen hanging loose now, let the loot pile Doing indos in the coup, wild, with the roof down And it's pouring rain, round I put this knife right through your daughter's name We smoking different colors like when the autumn came Oh, seen me sitting on the softest leather No, me and these never walked together They just want me for these things I have acquired Yo, when I told you that I loved you I was lying Smoke some
Artist: French Montana
Title: Mean