French Montana – Cold

French Montana – Cold Lyrics

Artist: French Montana
Song: Cold

Hey lazy wake up
[French Montana(Tory Lanez){Both}:]
From the front, from the side, from the back
Man {that b#tch cold} (-old)

Pinky ring, nice watch on my neck
Man that b#tch gold (Go get)
Quarter brick, half a brick, buss it down
Sell that b#tch whole (Whole)

Whip it up, back it up, send it out, man that gets old
From the front, from the side, from the back
Man that b#tch cold (Go get)
Pinky ring, nice watch on my neck

Man that b#tch gold (Yeah you know, oh)
Quarter brick, half a brick, buss it down
Sell that b#tch whole (Rrrr)
Whip it up, back it up, send it out, man that gets old

f#ck me like you love me
Keepin’ a stack this b#tch wavy
Talkin’ to me like she pay the rent, this b#tch crazy
Slapped on my pimpin I’m usually like b#tch pay me

You can go get another that nother n#gg# hate me
Out of Miami I’m getting jaded
p#ss# can’t get no wetter than this there’s no debating
Killing that p#ss# I had to get it cremated

We’re celebrating in it like my n#gg# we made it
I know she faded, so I’m diggin’ deep all in that p#ss#
Talkin’ deeper than any n#gg# she dated
And I got the 4 on the dash if I go on a stash

I cop a bag for my motha’ f#ckin’ baby
And I got 2 French b#tches with me like I’m Montana
I love a b#tch back that come with da arch in it
I f#ck her white skin, light skin, dark skinne’

I put a twist in that bit’ like I was boss spinnin’
From the front, from the side, from the back
Man that b#tch cold (Cold)
Pinky ring, nice watch on my neck

Man that b#tch gold (Go get)
Quarter brick, half a brick, buss it down
Sell that b#tch whole (Whole)
Whip it up, back it up, send it out, man that gets old (Gets old)

From the front, from the side, from the back
Man that b#tch cold (Go get; Hah?)
Pinky ring, nice watch on my neck
Man that b#tch gold (Yeah you know, oh)

Quarter brick, half a brick, buss it down
Sell that b#tch whole (Rrrr)
Whip it up, back it up, send it out, man that gets old (Hah?)
f#ck me like you love me

[French Montana:]
Keep a buck 50 in a half (Half)
Got a buck 50 in a bag (Bag)
And the duffle with me in the cab (Cab)

Turnt up till we can’t turn (Up)
Organized can’t stand firm (Ah)
Ice-cold but my feet in the sand burn (Hah?; Yup)
Rubys be guess VVS all this sh#t on my neck cold, eh

We menage in the car, the garage like a flex show (Hah?)
Man I’m white god I’m Haitian b#tch I’m hot ‘casian
Money, ten feet regulation
Shorty nice Ima’ take her to the May House (House)

I pull up in the coupe with the brains out (Vroom)
Left stroke be the best stroke
To the top watch the rest fall (Skrr)
Mass slam on n#gg#s like Fred Drow (Skrr)

Talk of big racks n#gg# you big cap, Gucci best fold
From the front, from the side, from the back
Man that b#tch cold (Cold)
Pinky ring, nice watch on my neck

Man that b#tch gold (Go get)
Quarter brick, half a brick, buss it down
Sell that b#tch whole (Whole)
Whip it up, back it up, send it out, man that gets old

From the front, from the side, from the back
Man that b#tch cold (Go get)
Pinky ring, nice watch on my neck
Man that b#tch gold (Yeah you know, oh)

Quarter brick, half a brick, buss it down
Sell that b#tch whole (Rrrr)
Whip it up, back it up, send it out, man that gets old (Hah?)
(f#ck me like you love me)
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From the album:
Cold [Explicit]
Release Year: 2020