French Montana & Max B - It Gotta Be

French Montana & Max B - It Gotta Be Lyric

Unstoppable
Y'all can hate, all you want

Yea-a, gotta be the life (laa)
Be forreal dawg, we will kill ya
Shoot ya up and cut ya
Fuckin' wit us

Drugs Baby
Yea-a, it gotta be the life (laa)
Be forreal dawg, we will kill ya
Shoot ya up and cut ya
Fuckin' wit us

Drugs baby
Like a bird shop
Twelve twelve's, fifty eight's too with the burnt tops (tops)
Tell the fiends bite it off
You know my parka ain't leather, but it's soft (soft)
Okay, it's them Coke Wave boys
Steppin' out, Frenchy and Max Don, check em' out
And you know your hot, when the bottles hot
Then the condom pop, then the water pop
Drugs homie, feds on me
I gotta take it easy like Sunday morning
Navigation in the Navigator (yeah)
My season got a high twenty Visa
Colder than a freezer

God damn these niggas be on me (be on me)
I'd love to stay but i gotta go (gotta go)
My bitch love dick and she horny (she horny)
We get a lot of dough
I got grams and they going for 40
Coke Wave it's a lot of snow (it's a lot of snow Max)
Don't need to tell me, i ain't gotta know (i ain't gotta know)

To my bitches that suck dick a little (little)
Pull your skirt up and get in the middle
Never speak riddles
Speak a little french (french)
Saw you brought fare, baby your taking a cab there
Then just so you could know not to back talk next time
Make you take my seat
On my way to Canal Street, Bounty, Burgundy, county (county)
Did more bids than Robert Jr. Downy
Clown me, never that
Pimping, I'm a cleaver cat
Beat them bitches at they own game
Just to see where their head was at
Better Max than me
I could give a fuck if the nigga die
I'mma always stay high off the shower, power
Money and respect, give me more cuz I need it
Speeding up the westside, beat it, meet it
Every criteria niggas ask me to meet
B, see ya from packin' the heat (heat)
Time to go

Yea-a, gotta be the life (laa)
Be forreal dawg, we will kill ya
Shoot ya up and cut ya
Fuckin' wit us

Drugs Baby
Yea-a, it gotta be the life (laa)
Be forreal dawg, we will kill ya
Shoot ya up and cut ya
Fuckin' wit us

God damn these niggas be on me (be on me)
I'd love to stay but i gotta go (gotta go)
My bitch love dick and she horny (she horny)
We get a lot of dough
I got grams and they going for 40
Coke Wave it's a lot of snow (it's a lot of snow Max)
Don't need to tell me, i ain't gotta know (i ain't gotta know)