Lyrics Chit Chat – French Montana, Smooky MarGielaa, A$AP Rocky & DJ Drama
Life ain’t regular, the new 20-20 Hugh Hefner
In the future like a Jetson, hover scooters like a Vespa
Gotta guess, please attest, ask no questions
I’ma hit it, I’ma kill it , R.I.P., laid out on stretcher
Uh, eat the vegetable
Eco-friendly, might invest into a Tesla
Let it register
S**t get spooky, word to Smooky MarGielaa
MarGielaa, man, I ain’t even with that chit chat
Forty chains on my neck, milli’ where my wrist at
Couple goons with the tool, when we pull up, get back
Got a lame n**ga callin’, ’cause he want his b**ch back
Damn
Run up on, I’ma give it right back
Three foreigns parked up, boy, you can’t afford that
Got some boomin’, in Margiela’s, five racks plus tax
Fake n**gas always lookin’, why they get they movin’ like that
Ayy, skrrt off with your shorty in a beamer
Say you lookin’ for her, I ain’t never see her
Came from duckin’ felonies and misdemeanors
Ain’t wanna see us cappin’, down in big arenas
I’m big G.R.A.P.E., but I got an old demeanor
Don’t run up, ’cause you know I keep my nina
Haters always hatin’, get no money, they can’t keep up
Stay up out my business, you should go and get your green up
MarGielaa man, I ain’t even with that chit chat
Forty chains on my neck, milli’ where my wrist at
Couple goons with the tool, when we pull up, get back
Got a lame n**ga callin’, ’cause he want his b**ch back
Damn
’88 rope chain on body beamers
South Bronx, Mona Lisa, anybody seen her
Montana, man, whip it up for that get back
Got a thing with me, wanna f**k No chit-chat
Two-hundred bands, AP, baguette, wrist wrap
Yeah, taliban, rack top, n**gas big cap
Yeah, marchin’ band, hundred rounds hangin’ off the chopper
2020 done, yeah, Phantom of the Opera
Word to them crabs on the island eatin’ lobster
Straight to the back, she hold my dick like an Oscar
Wait ’til you see it from the photo
Shooter with me, ridin’ with a sawed off
I’ll never do my dawg like Manolo
Paparazzi pay a hunnid bands for the photo
I was spinnin’ block, blow the top off your coupe
Montega man, MarGielaa man what it do
MarGielaa man, I ain’t even with that chit chat
Forty chains on my neck, milli’ where my wrist at
Couple goons with the tool, when we pull up, get back
Got a lame n**ga callin’, ’cause he want his b**ch back
Damn
Gangsta Grillz
Too late
Took your b**ch to Paris like Mason Martin
Hahaha…
➤ Written by French Montana, A$AP Rocky, Smooky MarGielaa & DJ Drama
Album: Coke Boys 6
Produced by French Montana, A$AP Rocky & Smooky MarGielaa
French Montana | Smooky MarGielaa | A$AP Rocky | DJ Drama | 2023
