French Montana became the scene of a mass shooting That's right, right now the feds are involved, the ATF, the U.S. Marshals as authorities are trying to figure out who opened fire I'm a savage, I got wild habits Coke been thuggin', stash a brick inside the fire cabinet (Bah-bah-bah) .40 blows sounds like cars crashin' Word to Kim, they left his brain, it's on the car dash (Woo) Xannies to sleep, Perc', Addys to turn up He gotta go, he witnessed the murder My hands ain't free, I can't hold no grudges If he a gangster and he told, it ain't no discussion Came in the Phantom, left as a ghost My bitch be gettin' 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 goes on in the mind of a lifer Million dollars for a 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 killers on the Zoom call Hustle too smart, and they don't do charts Forty-bricks distribution like it's TuneCore We grindin' 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 waterdrops fall on a rock for years, it leave a hole Comin' soon from the Mollys to the Percs Now they takin' shrooms, helium balloons, still runnin' on fumes You wonder what goes on in the mind of a 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 your New details this noon after a mass shooting outside a restaurant in Miami Gardens I asked for strength and God gave me difficulties to make me strong I asked for wisdom and God gave me problems to solve I asked for courage and God gave me dangers to overcome Coke Boy, baby