40 Lyrics - French Montana

Lay down 

Montana 

Trigga 

Money ain't everything nigga it's the only thing 

I pop bottles like I got 40 rings 

40 cars, 40 chains, 40 bitches 

I got 40 names 

A, K, K, K, K, K 

Karma, drama, never been to college 

Think about the feds homie, that'll be the only thing 

40 cars, 40 chains 

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Bust, bust it, what the business is? 

Cars, cribs, couple businesses 

Lean, percs and them blacks 

Been to hell and back 

Then I cut off my rearview, 'cause I ain't looking back 

Now my bad bitch neck tatted, blue dye my bladder 

Rip it off that rack boy, what it cost don't matter 

I say starin down and I'm in it 

Trap money I'm spending 

PG for that dream team, you fucking right we winning 

40, 40, another 40 boy 

They ask me why I sell, feel that YSL? 

Drunk in the front, your bitch in the back 

I land in the front, and I start from the back 

Hop out the jet, what city is this? 

3 bitches in bed, I'm like who's titty is this? 

They fucked around and let a nigga like me get rich 

I don't know another nigga like me exist 

These girls be 'bout that YOLO life 

I ask you now if you a ho, no right? 

But my dick's still meeting with your throat tonight 

Pimp game strong, cold as ice 

Told em I'd show you right 

You pay for pussy, you know the price 

That's hard to handle, this life a gamble 

I want the dice, minute rice 

To business life, I'm an enterprise 

And I'll drop whatever on whatever you ain't finna buy 

Live every moment like my last, like I'm finna die 

Know I sing it now, wonder will I sing it when I'm in the sky 

Bust it, bust it, she let that 40 flame 

My AKA is what shorty name 

Just call my crew the Rolex and Audi gang 

But we still got no time for these lames 

I'm with my Mexican homies out of wares 

They'll hook you up, give you a cares 

We campaigning like we running for pres 

Still watching out for JC and Torres 

New york undercovers amongst the others 

The family be couple hundred of us 

Got a hundred brothers, AKA the Jacklsons 

Got a hundred sisters, AKA the Braxtons