Crack da Top lyrics

by

Waka Flocka Flame


Chorus: French Montana
Couldn't crack the top
Ashin' yall weed with a spliff of 'methazine
[?] to the ground
Numbers going down
Rollin' up the weed
You can still f*ck with me
Coke wave back here
Oh them n*ggas on fire (n*ggas on fire)
Hoes in my phone n*gga
See them b*tches at my shows n*gga

Verse 1: French Montana
Put your whole career in the toilet then flush it out
Greatness take time got this call you n*ggas rushin out
I need a [?] f*ck a center-fold
Talking bout them sin-city sues and perfection hoes
Know my money green like a vegetable
Got your jeans looking tighter than your b*tch Montana next to blow
[?] you never been a boss if you never took a loss
And they say you can't afford it if you asking what it costs
Game f*cked up, [?] is the down low
I run trains on b*tches like a rail road
Coke wave: a new epidemic
No limit like that n*gga P, I'm who them n*ggas came to see
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