This is a song about "French horn"

Buy some french fries, then i get high

I be ballin, they wonder why

Fuck what i say lets shoot this bitch up like it's the french revolution!/

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

You're gonna have to pardon my french, mr. englishman

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

I be the type to take off before the horn blow

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

When i combine the two weapons i get the devil's horn