French Montana – Talk To Me Lyrics

Talk To Me Lyrics

I’m a savage
I got wild habits
Coke been thuggin’, stash a brick inside the fire cabinet
40 blows sounds like cars crashing
Word to Kim, they left his brains on the car dash
Xannies to sleep, Percs, Addys to turn up
He got a goal, he witnessed the murder
My hands ain’t free, I can’t hold the grudges
If he a gangsta and he told, it ain’t no discussion

Came in the Phantom, left as a ghost
My bitch be getting high, gotta check her pulse
She said, “Bust me down, French,” she bust me down
I went deaf on her, Foxy Brown
I wonder what’s goes on in the mind of a lifer
Million dollars for show, started from a cypher

Come and talk to me
‘Cause I got it for the low too
Can I talk to you?
I really wanna show you

Digits took it too far
I go too hard
Coke been thuggin’, I got killas on the Zoom call
Hustle too smart and they don’t do charts
40 bricks, distribution like it’s tune core
We grinding if you with it
Everybody knew it was impossible
Until the fool came along and did it
Bottom of the rock to the top, grind never fold
If water drops fall on a rock for years, it leave a hole
Coming soon for them mollies to the Percs
Now they taking shrooms, helium balloons, still running on fumes
You wonder what’s goes on in a mind of killer
Coke boys, Montana, it ain’t nothing realer

Come and talk to me
‘Cause I got it for the low too
Can I talk to you?
I really wanna show you