What You Want From Me - French Montana, Max B, Beanie Sigel

Boss Don Biggavel'

Beanie Sigel, yeah

What you want from me

Roll the blunt for me

Hold me down, me down

Roll this, slut, for me

I’m tryna bone

Me down, me down

We sit comfortably

Max B, I’m feelin' wavy in this bitch

Broad Street Bully, Biggavel', let’s get it

If it cost to be the boss, I could flip the bill

Ball like Chris Paul and I don’t push the pill

I just move the rock, I’m a boss, bitch, rich or not

It’s what you keep not what you cop

Ya niggas talkin' what you used to do

What they used to have, how much coke that they used to grab

Man we doin' it, y’all done it, yeah y’all ran it, but we run it

Shit, if we don’t got it (we don’t want it)

We don’t' chase paper, we catch it

Back and forth trips to the desert

I’m tryna hit my number twice then press it

This money long like cigarette boats

We 'bout to blow it like cigarette smoke

Nigga we eatin'

You niggas wearin' fake jewelry (Cheatin')

Man I’m a boss, I don’t count paper I way it

And I don’t place bets I lay it

And I don’t kill niggas I «Okay» it

Grand Cru by the case load, Mike N Ikes

Competition, I like dikes

Like to get tipsy, tricksy crammed in

Niggas you think hot, Bigga, he can’t stand them, damn them

I can give a fuck what you niggas think, I’m gettin' paid

Penthouse, givin' dick to maids

Hit the Spades, Black jack, 21, pitty-pat

See you with' your chain, better gimme that

Bitch, Mac Book Pros all over

Tact took stacks, shook pros all over

I got goons that’ll flip and just give 'em the word

Ya know, while I sit in the Bird

Got the boy seeds as in Allah

My Haitian boy teeth way Malakiah

Pussy was my alibi

Even though, I was in the cut makin' music

Ay, booty baby’ll get ya paid

I can get ya laid off the pimpy, simply

Just kuz I’m the guy

Bitches got 'em like Mardi Gras, sit the potty high

I’m a shit on you bitch-made, switchblade

I’ll cut you niggas face, whachu want from me

Any set get mashed on, y’all homo niggas makin' fag corn

Who gave these niggas platform?

Get the money, then the power, then respect

I don’t step on niggas toes, step on niggas necks

Nigga check, gave life to the game, say thank you

We don’t wanna plate, niggas want the whole table

Gave you niggas Coke Wave, Quarantine, Cocaine Konvict

Grand Cru with the sour deez

Cough, have ya brains leakin' out (Prego sauce)

A nigga cross us, die on the cross

They want beef, what kinda sauce

I push a 911, kinda Porsche

Boss Don, Mac, Beans

Niggas off the wall like a flat screen, what’s happening

Shit don’t stop

Max, Mac N Cheese, talk to 'em Mack

It’s The Broad Street Bully, The Silver Surfa

Catch the wave, pull a stop on the 'caine, or I stretch the gauge

100 grand, rubber bands in the duffle

100-shot Mac, leather strap with the muzzle

Rip anything that I spit on

Fuck if it’s my beef, any fuckin' set could get dipped on

Kill with the chips or, Max cut the checks and the shit’s on

Duck-Hunt these birds till clips gone