Worst Nightmare - French Montana

Ayo French!

Wuddup huh?

These niggas thought I was motherfuckin dead

It’s that resurrection music

We come out the tombs

You should see the look on niggas' faces

These niggas' worst motherfuckin nightmare

When niggas think you dead and you show up for breakfast Eatin cornflakes on

them niggas

Like motherfuckin Lazarus, who’d you scare now nigga?

With they bitch in Versace bathrobes and shit

I’m yo worst fuckin nightmare (worst motherfuckin nightmare)

Rap’s first billionaire

I throw a million out the lear

Coke Boys, we changing weather every year

Throw yo hands in the sky niggas

Pop a pill and get high nigga

Get on this jet and let’s fly niggas

Tell the pilot to turn, we’re ready to die niggas

Ready to die nigga, ski mask, you only see my eyes nigga

Hundred rounds hit your head make ya fly nigga

All black Medusa shades on my eyes nigga

We the shit and the fly nigga

Life’s good, ask Nas nigga

G5 write your names in the sky nigga

Dream Team we’ll bury you alive nigga

Nigga, you know that crown ain’t yo size nigga

And that ho ain’t gon ride nigga

Ayo they buried me alive nigga

But on the 3rd day I rose to sky nigga

Whip futuristic, crib ain’t listed

All my jewels on, I be lookin like a dish flip

Red bottom LV’s, limited edition

New king of the city, better ask permission

Ten bricks, face white on some Kiss shit

Rock star, great white, three stars, take flight!

Now yo French tell these niggas night night

I’m getting head in the front row fine night

I’m obnoxious, we got Oscar’s

Pouring Cîroc out of helicopters

MC Hammer couldn’t touch that

The day Diddy retire, I’m bringing Puff back

(Outro French Montana & Diddy)

First rap billionaire

Ya heard

Haaan

That’s my new shit

Niggas talkin to me too much in my ear

I mean aha

You ain’t really

You really talk about nothing

Unless you have a brown bag for me

Bitch!

Haaan

Don’t even call my phone

First of all, I’m bout to get a pager

A beeper, old school joint

Ya know what I’m sayin?

Haaan

Ayo French

You see these niggas fucked up?

See when you lock the door

You supposed to throw away the key

Time’s up motherfuckers

We here now

Yea

We came back right on time

You feel it?

Bad Boy, Coke Boys, MMG

Shit

Ayo grab yo bitch, nigga

And hold her real tight and tell her how much you love her

Buy a ring, buy a house

You better impregnate the bitch

Get her pregnant real, real quick

Do something nigga

Do something, man do -- get a job

Motherfuckin' write a book

Go to church

Go back to school

Get a game changer

Cause we here now and all the smoke and mirrors is gone

We exposing all motherfuckin' lames man

Swag!

Yea bitch, swag

Oh yea

Oh yea she love it

She love it

Yea, she love it

Ah man, shit if you can’t beat em join em

Yall all welcome, let’s go