(Verse 1: French Montana)
Bail hop, nightmares of a cell block
Fuck shackles need the LV Shelltops
Tryna breathe cop a Tec with the air holes
Seen money turn real n***as weirdos
Hit the corner and my brim all low
Couple of minor setbacks you thought a n***a wouldn't blow, now
I been shitting on them n***as all year
And I made a couple M's and got my n***as all here (all here)
Got my YG fresh out the cell boy
Got them MB's all on ya heel boy
Coke Boys and you know it's going down
100 racks, rubber band, we the realest in the town

(Chorus: French Montana)
This be that dope boy celebration
I know they happy just to see some real n***as make it
Clap clap clap clap clap clap boy
Clap clap clap clap clap clap boy

(Verse 2: Chinx Drugz)
Two zones, state troopers, thats a situation
All this water on my neck, thats precipitation
Crack the R8 windows get some ventilation
My real n***as shall rejoice, its a celebration
Getting money fucking bitches all the time
Bought this pricey ass watch and never use it for the time
Time wait for no n***a get your gaming on
My young boys pop a pill to get the flaming on
Chinx Drugz when you see me take a bow
If the people hold me up just know I did it for my child
Coke Boys, whats up with you?
Before you knew he had the drop the whole drum hit you
(Chorus: French Montana)
This be that dope boy celebration
I know they happy just to see some real n***as make it
Clap clap clap clap clap clap boy
Clap clap clap clap clap clap boy