Coke Boyz - Kennedy, French Montana

Closing up shop and locking doors

Turning up lost in some unknown

Silence so mighty you go deaf

Bombs are going off inside your chest.

It feels like the end

(Hook)

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we up in here

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we up in here

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we in this bitch

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we in this bitch

Uh what they talkin bout?

Bombs are going off inside your chest.

It feels like the end

(Verse)

Custom made shoes buy them drugs sell em

They try and nail me to the cross but I’m across the globe

I’m talkin 20 M’s, 20 in the pen

Winners never quit, quitters never win

Comin out the bottom, you don’t know the half

I’m finished now, my city just call the autograph

From the most hated to the most loved

You see them red diamonds? Nigga that’s cold blood

Hearts turnin weaks, killers turned to baits

Niggas hate to love, haters love to hate

A salam aleikum and shala

Please tell my story right if I got that

(Hook)

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we up in here

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we up in here

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we in this bitch

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we in this bitch

Uh what they talkin bout?

Bombs are going off inside your chest.

It feels like the end

(Verse)

See them diamonds flashing, come and catch the photo

High off life but I’m sittin solo

Bitches fall out, real niggas fall in

Sharks in them waters there, you stick yo toes in

Tryna fin God cus they gave me Him

The road paved in them hunnits, that’s a paper trail

Chinchilla dyed mood but the coupe roach

Absorbed all this bullshit and let the truth soaking

Self-made, never press the clock

The fire of the pin got my heart to block

From the blocks where the young niggas hit they vein

It’s Detroit not the country, now we switchin planes

They tryna kill my mind and my body

Coke Boys, new Illuminati

(Hook)

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we up in here

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we up in here

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we in this bitch

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we in this bitch

Uh what they talkin bout?

Bombs are going off inside your chest.

It feels like the end

(Verse)

Winnin kinda stuntin, I’m like Money Man Meech

Brought y city with me and we comin in a fleet

And now I’m getting wit ya, now I brought it in the streets

I’m thinkin fuck a album sale, we sold 100 bricks this week

Thousands grams of crack, take it to the table

Back it all up, take it to the label

And tell them that distributed, I’m getting cake ridiculous

Ride like a frog, killin through the traffic ribiddin

They tellin me to turn down, they said that I need Ritalin

Ballin like I’m Jordan, assist, I’m Scotty Pippen it

In and out the flows, crossin over like I’m dribbling

Running laps round the rappers, tired like Michelin

Started out with triple M, but double initiative

Yellow gold, Cuban diamonds, blue like Michigan

(Hook)

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we up in here

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we up in here

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we in this bitch

Uh what they talkin bout?

Uh Coke Boys

Uh Montana

Uh we in this bitch

Uh what they talkin bout?

Bombs are going off inside your chest.

It feels like the end

Bombs are going off inside your chest.