MMM - French

Mali makin money, i’m just bout my funds

Swangin' on 'em baby girl you manages the bum

I lost my nigga to the streets, my shooters goin' dumb

My nigga just caught a body, broski’s on the run

And now we’re trappin', trappin', trappin', trappin' on my one

I send my hitta, I call my youngin' just to get you slumped

And now my hittas wit the shits and we don’t pull no fronts

And bitch we glizzied up, you can’t come where i’m from

I was trappin' in the bando, going wop for wop

Or slidin' in my city going block to block

I can’t trust a ho they go block to block

And I got thirty in my clip so let’s go shot for shot

And i’m dat nigga dat these bitches wanna talk to

So fuck a drive-by call my shooter let’s go walk through

I caught 'em slippin' now his hooya got the bad news

I got my glizzy on my body like a tattoo

And I don’t watch 'em I just fuck 'em in the bathroom

I chased the bag I want the cake just like a fat yute

I’m from the slums I hit the bando 'cause I had to

And where i’m from we chase the bag and we stack loot

Glizzy ain’t no slippin' when i’m slidin' in em track suits

They want me care about my bros in em black suits

Trappin' like McDonalds like the way we servin' fast food

I be in the trenches while you sittin' in em classrooms

Rock star, now i’m doing shows i’m getting mad views

Bitches going crazy 'cause they know Frenchy is dat dude

Trap star, Frenchy couldn’t sit up in no classroom

Couldn’t sit up in no classroom

Mali makin money, i’m just bout my funds

Swangin' on 'em baby girl you manages the bum

I lost my nigga to the streets, my shooters goin' dumb

My nigga just caught a body, broski’s on the run

And now we’re trappin', trappin', trappin', trappin' on my one

I send my hitta, I call my youngin' just to get you slumped

And now my hittas wit the shits and we don’t pull no fronts

And bitch we glizzied up, you can’t come where i’m from