Lyrics
Want it to sound right
Narcos Music
Coke Wave Boys
Ace Biggavel
Don Montega
Metro
Fuck with this shit right here though
We don't give a fuck, let's go
Yeah
Pop the Double-R, bring the truck out
Bitches bulletproof, I got my nuts out
Ask about the Don, I bring the sluts out
Them niggas luckin' up, you niggas luckin' out
Fuck with the style, you must be buggin' out
I did a seven ball, I had to thug it out
I'm flooded out, bring the Louis luggage out
Your bitch is flirtin', I'm 'bout to come to your house
Unbutton her blouse, I'm 'bout to fuck her mouth
She 'bout to make a play, I'ma cum on the couch
It's lobster shrimp, I'm done with the pouch
We run New York, but I fuck with the south
You hate me, new AP
Ooh, baby, New Mercedes
New paper, new caper, new blazer
Look what you made me
Time to school you, get 'em drippy
Sippin' sixty, made a mil' day three
Y'all ain't got a chance, y'all won't get me no more
Look at what became of me (Montana)
Silk tops, three-piece suits, sip mo' juice (haan)
'Rari trucks and Bent' coupes got no roof (skrrt)
And them broads off the pimp juice, they so loose
Can't penetrate the dream team, we bulletproof (baow-baow-baow)
About to park the coupe, bring the truck out (bring the truck out)
About to go and grab the bags, break the fuck out (break the fuck out)
Grab them bitches, tell 'em hoes, "Make the fuck out" (make the fuck out)
I got the cash, tell Hector, "Bring the stuff out" (bring the stuff out)
And we the culture, it don't matter what's out (what's out)
Eighteen years later, Biggaveli fresh out (fresh out)
Countin' eighteen million cash to get the stress out (get the stress out)
We them boys runnin' through 'em, bring your best out (haan)
Hidden Hills, bad bitches kick the rest out (kick the rest out)
We ain't chasin' moments, we ain't gotta rush out (gotta rush out)
Layin' on his back, he came in with his chest out (with his chest out)
Elon Musk, flip the bird, put the X out (yeah, haan)
You hate me, new AP
Ooh, baby, New Mercedes
New paper, new caper, new blazer
Look what you made me
Time to school you, get 'em drippy
Sippin' sixty, made a mil' day three
Y'all ain't got a chance, y'all won't get me no more
Look at what became of me
Look at what became of me
Look at what became of me
French Montana - Topic - Metro Wave (Instrumental)
"Metro Wave (Instrumental)" by French Montana encapsulates the energetic vibe typical of the artist's work. This instrumental showcases a blend of hip-hop beats and melodic undertones, perfect for setting a vibrant atmosphere. Its unique production style has garnered listens from both music enthusiasts and aspiring creators, making it a popular choice in playlists.
- Artist: French Montana - Topic
- Lyrics/Music Author: Not specified
- Release Year: Recent
- Style/Genre: Hip-Hop / Instrumental
If you enjoy "Metro Wave (Instrumental)," you might also like tracks from artists such as Travis Scott or DaBaby, who share a similar sound. French Montana's contributions to the hip-hop scene have consistently highlighted his versatility, making him a standout figure in contemporary music.