Don in my city pt. 2Single
French Montana

Don in my city pt. 2

Paroles de la musique "Don in my city pt. 2" par French Montana

[Chorus| Jayy V Vondon & French Montana]
I'm just a Don in the city (Montana)
Came up, nigga, no, no pic (No pic)
Headed to the Heights for the piff (The Heights)
Go to 40 Road, cop two-fifty (Haan)
[Verse 1| Jayy V Vondon & French Montana]
I'm just a Don in my city (Don in my city, haan)
Trapped up, four-fifths on two fingers
I'm just a don in the city (Don in my city)
Four-fifths, Sugar Hill, Lil' Mexico (Harlem)
I'm just a Don in my city (Yeah)
Running through Queens, probably with your queen
Just a Don in my city (Southside)
Staten Island, but the money be piling (Woo)
[Chorus| Jayy V Vondon]
I'm just a Don in my city
Through the 'Ville, gettin' money on the hill (Woo)
I'm just a Don in my city (Woo)
(183rd, no ducks, no birds)
[Verse 2| French Montana]
South Bronx to the heart, we got love for all
East Tremont on Crotona where I learned to ball (Haan)
Mott Haven projects where I stashed the dope
Forty-five for the brick, I'm like, "Damn, amigo"
But if it wasn't for the wave, this rap shit
Probably would've never been the same, let me tell 'em what I claim
(Uptown baby, uptown baby)
I walk it down, baby, got the crown, baby
When I dropped "Shot Caller," they like, "Who this guy?" (Haan)
Now I'm slidin' like Jay after Big died
Me and Max, we the kings of the city (Woo)
Coke Boys 7, about to get chilly (Haan, Montana)
[Chorus| Jayy V Vondon]
I'm just a Don in the city
Came up, nigga, no, no pic (No pic)
Headed to the Heights for the piff (Piff)
Go to 40 Road, cop two-fifty (Oh yeah)
I'm just a Don in my city (Yeah)
To the 'Ville, get the money on the hill (Gettin' money)
I'm just a Don in my city (Yeah)
(183rd, no ducks, no birds)
[Verse 3| Max B]
They scream illuminati
The Gray 600 parked next to the Bugatti
The Don in Abu Dhabi, in the hotel lobby, got the whole shelf probably
We'll go to jail promptly, you won't sell properly
Harlem nigga from Lenox, it ain't no stopping me
Vanilla with no sprinkles, it ain't no topping me (Brr)
Millions just on the trinkle, that ain't no stock to me
What's mines is mines, this ain't your property
I rhyme in the line, I came with the moxie
I grind with the times, I shine in the top city
New York, I'ma flee 'til the cops get me
And we don't care where you from, this my city
[Chorus| Jayy V Vondon]
I'm just a Don in the city
Came up, nigga, no, no pic (No pic)
Headed to the Heights for the piff (Piff)
Go to 40 Road, cop two-fifty (Oh yeah)
I'm just a Don in my city (Yeah)
To the 'Ville, gettin' money on the hill
I'm just a Don in my city (Woo)
(183rd, no ducks, no birds)
[Verse 4| Jayy V Vondon]
Uh, dirty Bronx money, never leave a paper trail (Nope)
Eatin' up the fish like a killer whale (Woo)
What you see? Nah, ain't no fairytale (What you get?)
'Bout to go bust a sale up on Interville (Right there)
I'm on the 3rd with the herb, it's a red zone (One yard)
I used to get it off the bleep in a iPhone (Brr)
Caught my first half-a-ounce up on Edgecombe
Homegrown, had 'em twisted like the Brooklyn Cyclones
In the Bronx pitchin' off the ball like Babe Ruth
Niggas sippin' lean 'til they got a green tooth (Lean)
Hoppin' out on forty-deuce sippin' Grey Goose
Been to every topless in Queens like a missing roof
[Chorus| Jayy V Vondon]
I'm just a Don in the city
Came up, nigga, no, no pic (No pic)
Headed to the Heights for the piff (Piff)
Go to 40 Road, cop two-fifty (Two-fifty)