Dirty Bronx Intro
By
French Montana, Amber Run
Album
Mac & Cheese 5
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I guess it's that time, huh?
Montana
And I'll use you as a warning sign
That if you talk enough sense, then you'll lose your mind
And I'll use you as a focal point
So I don't lose sight of what I want
Coke Boys
South Bronx
And I moved further than I thought I could
Wave blues
Bravo
But I missed you more than I thought I would
It's the intro
Haan
And I'll use you as a warning sign
Mac and Cheese five
That if you talk enough sense, then you'll lose your mind
Coke Boy, baby
Bye-bye-bye
Bye-bye-bye
Ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Montana
Frontin' like they gave me somethin' when I had to take it
Fresh out the hole, Christopher Walken, back of the Lincoln
What about the time wearin' the same clothes, stinkin'?
Hustlin' with a visa, could have got deported, what you was thinkin'?
Haan, man, I had to do it
My mom's welfare, my pops blew it
Tried to swallow my pride, but couldn't chew it
I been through it, I couldn't speak English fluent
Now she French kissin' me, cribs, cars be the newest
What?
Yeah, newest right? I remember when you used to slide
Now you on your Hollywood bullshit, right
Man, I was tryna buy the block, that Nipsey shit scared me
I lost Chinx, lost Max, but you don't hear me
You know I turned the East up, I sold a hunnid million records
Yeah, you sold a hundred million, but they all features
Never that, most of my plaques, I'm the feature
Niggas barely go gold, I had to dominate
I'm the most streamed artist out my whole continent
Whatever, dawg, you too light-skinned to be African
You from the South Bronx, stop Colin Kaep'in it
What was your last hit, dawg? You straight ass
For real though
Mobstick, but I really started with Straight Cash
And that was 08, every summer, different hit
Nigga, stop, Max put you on, you make me sick
What you got?
Never, me and Fraud had New York minute
Mister cocaine city, street hits, I have plenty
But yeah, you right, New York never played my record
I went down South, made Choppa Down, made 'em respect it
I remember
And Chinx is way better than you
Yeah, he was better than me, he was my prodigy
Dawg, he was supposed to me
And how you pullin' all these Hollywood hoes?
I know you trickin', right?
I'm the dirty Bronx nigga, get it right
They do shit like that
This shit is fire
You see the dopeness?
They go through the details
They want the details
French can take your zone
You gotta get what you think
I can take your zone, my nigga
