Letra de This N That
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Featuring French Montana
Prod. by The Renegades
Prod. by The Renegades
(Intro)
If it wasn’t for this it wouldn’t be that
Drink Montana
(Hook)
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
If niggas broke, it ain’t my problem
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we be spending
Came from the bottom now all of my niggas winnin
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
100 on the watch, I’m shinin every minute
(Verse)
I remember nights on them porches
I’m dreaming Porsches and Benz
Drinking Hennessey, plotting on other ways I could win
Back in the day I was trouble, when nigga Bakas was in
Mama off in the kitchen, cooking my favorite again
Had my sign on the million, most my niggas was dealing
Stashin work in them civics, running that boy like the emmit
Hopping up in that new Chevy, that bitch was too pussy tinted
Heard them jack boys are lurking
Man I be one of the victims,
A cold world, a cold world
Tryina make a dollar for my daughter and my old girl
Gotta make a way, I’m chasin paper, Maybach chauffeur
If you don’t grind then you don’t shine nigga that’s word
Hey that’s word, I say hey young world, how you doing today
You ever ran up out of answers, all you could do is pray
She told me baby you recover, what my granny would say
Don’t got no grudge with my daddy, I’m millionaire to this day
I taught myself how to be a man, ain’t no follow to thank
I felt that nigga should be around, just to show me the way
Just know he wasn’t, I was out here thugging
Looking at them dope boys stunting, foes on them curtains
Pocket full of them hunneds, bitches love it
Low key and buckets, no kind of budget
Screaming fuck it, when you came from nothing
Came from nothing, word
(Hook)
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
If niggas broke, it ain’t my problem
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we be spending
Came from the bottom now all of my niggas winnin
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
100 on the watch, I’m shinin every minute
(Verse)
Yeah, ok, I hustle and soft the muscle this shit my religion
Young and focused, I’m on it, not one of the seats having figures
Had to make a way out the struggle and sacrifice with decisions
Riding low in the Taurus, I always prayed for the Bentley
Had a whole another mission, to get rich on your bitches
Tired of goin to the bank and they say my funds’ insufficient
Only one thing to do, I had to go out and get it
Always wanted to ball, I had to play my position
And I did just that, put on my CD and in fact
I keep a mill in my safe, and plus it’s 12 in the ghet
200k for the whip, you see the 30 they tag
I’m on a boat with them bitches
I give a fuck if you mad, we living
Straight out the gutter to making millions
And I did it with real niggas
(Hook)
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
If niggas broke, it ain’t my problem
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we be spending
Came from the bottom now all of my niggas winnin
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
100 on the watch, I’m shinin every minute
If it wasn’t for this it wouldn’t be that
Drink Montana
(Hook)
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
If niggas broke, it ain’t my problem
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we be spending
Came from the bottom now all of my niggas winnin
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
100 on the watch, I’m shinin every minute
(Verse)
I remember nights on them porches
I’m dreaming Porsches and Benz
Drinking Hennessey, plotting on other ways I could win
Back in the day I was trouble, when nigga Bakas was in
Mama off in the kitchen, cooking my favorite again
Had my sign on the million, most my niggas was dealing
Stashin work in them civics, running that boy like the emmit
Hopping up in that new Chevy, that bitch was too pussy tinted
Heard them jack boys are lurking
Man I be one of the victims,
A cold world, a cold world
Tryina make a dollar for my daughter and my old girl
Gotta make a way, I’m chasin paper, Maybach chauffeur
If you don’t grind then you don’t shine nigga that’s word
Hey that’s word, I say hey young world, how you doing today
You ever ran up out of answers, all you could do is pray
She told me baby you recover, what my granny would say
Don’t got no grudge with my daddy, I’m millionaire to this day
I taught myself how to be a man, ain’t no follow to thank
I felt that nigga should be around, just to show me the way
Just know he wasn’t, I was out here thugging
Looking at them dope boys stunting, foes on them curtains
Pocket full of them hunneds, bitches love it
Low key and buckets, no kind of budget
Screaming fuck it, when you came from nothing
Came from nothing, word
(Hook)
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
If niggas broke, it ain’t my problem
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we be spending
Came from the bottom now all of my niggas winnin
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
100 on the watch, I’m shinin every minute
(Verse)
Yeah, ok, I hustle and soft the muscle this shit my religion
Young and focused, I’m on it, not one of the seats having figures
Had to make a way out the struggle and sacrifice with decisions
Riding low in the Taurus, I always prayed for the Bentley
Had a whole another mission, to get rich on your bitches
Tired of goin to the bank and they say my funds’ insufficient
Only one thing to do, I had to go out and get it
Always wanted to ball, I had to play my position
And I did just that, put on my CD and in fact
I keep a mill in my safe, and plus it’s 12 in the ghet
200k for the whip, you see the 30 they tag
I’m on a boat with them bitches
I give a fuck if you mad, we living
Straight out the gutter to making millions
And I did it with real niggas
(Hook)
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
If niggas broke, it ain’t my problem
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we be spending
Came from the bottom now all of my niggas winnin
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
100 on the watch, I’m shinin every minute
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