This is a song about "French montana"

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

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

Im like joe montana im bout to throw

Double m g forever though

Death and despair, tony montana shredding you like feathers,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

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

Damn is your mattress dry

Buy some french fries, then i get high

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

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

She said it really dont matter if its real though