[Verse 2: French Montana]
Made my first hundred off the blow
Then I made my first mill with Ross
Now you catch me with Diddy flexin'
From the South Bronx countin' up my blessings
Montana be the king of the slow flow
'Fore I bagged Coco(khloekardashian), bagged coco(cocaine)
All black Maybach through the block
In the back, me, Diddy and Sanaa
Just had to just see my nigga Chinx drop
All-black, off-white with the mink top
44 to your three-quarter tank top
Real niggas still pull up by Frank shop
Chapter 37, 357
157, hit you with 7
Crack up your rib, lift up your melon
Take off your ski mask and turn into dressing
Hit a nigga with my window closed
And go lay up where the window blow
Mixing pills, mixing liquor
I'm a different kinda nigga, haaannn!