Hard in the Paint - French Montana

I can’t forget da southside

Can’t forget riverdale

I can’t forget the hit squad

1017 brick squad

Lebron flocka james

I go hard in da muhfuckin paint nigga

I go hard in the muhfuckin paint nigga

Leave you stankin nigga

What the fuck you thinkin nigga

I won’t die for this shit or what the fuck I say (Brick Squad)

Front yard broad day with da SK (ba ba ba ba ba ba bow)

See Gucci, that’s my mothafuckin nigga

I hang in the Dale with dem hit squad killers

Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga

Ridin real slow bendin corners my nigga

Gotta main bitch (And) gotta mistress (what Else)

A couple girlfriends, I’m so hood rich

Keep my dick hard, and keep me smoking

You’ll get bills free shawty no jokin

Ey what I stand for?

Flocka!

(Brick Squad)

I’m a die for this shawty man I swear to god

In the trap with some killers and some hood niggas (Whassup)

Where you at?

Where your trap?

You ain’t hood, nigga

Keep this shit 300, put that shit on my hood

Crips fuckin with me, G’s and the Vice Lords (Brrrrrrrret)

Eses in the Meeko freestyle off da dome

Brick Sqaud Waka Flocka Flame it’s fuckin on!

I go hard in the muhfuckin paint nigga

Leave you stankin nigga

What the fuck you thinkin nigga

I won’t die for this shit or what the fuck I say (Brick Squad)

Front yard broad day with da SK (ba ba ba ba ba ba bow)

See Gucci, that’s my mothafuckin nigga

I hang in the Dale with dem hit squad killers

Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga

Ridin real slow bendin corners my nigga

Wassup prissy nigga, Wassup punk nigga (Whassup)

I got on dat nigga, make yo mommas momma getchya

Hope you got yo killers witchya, hope you got yo niggas witchya

Hope your goons ridin witchya, they gon fuckin miss you

Nigga what, I hadda tool like Easy Q

When my lil brotha died I said FUCK school

I picked the burnin log and I got some marijuana

2 years later screamin out you don’t wana

Glock 9 to SK if you want to beef

Shawty point blank range I put yo ass to sleep

Shawty talk is cheap, so watch what ya say

Broad day in the air, none this shit legal

I go hard in the muhfuckin paint nigga

Leave you stankin nigga

What the fuck you thinkin nigga

I won’t die for this or what the fuck I say (Brick Squad)

Front yard broad day with da SK (ba ba ba ba ba bow)

See Gucci, that’s my mothafuckin nigga

I hang in the Dale with dem hit squad killers

Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga

Ridin real slow bendin corners my nigga