Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lose It, artist - French Montana. Date of issue: 23.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lose It |
| You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my nigga |
| Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills young nigga |
| Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young nigga |
| I think I’m bout to lose it, mayne |
| Said I’m 'bout to go Gucci Mane |
| In the trap still countin' change |
| Don’t fuck with y’all cause you niggas lame |
| Said I’m ‘bout to go Gucci Mane |
| Said I’m ‘bout to go Gucci Mane |
| On the choppa rant, on the choppa rant |
| Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop |
| Still-a in that trap getting GuWop |
| Out the sewer, now my crib the size of Cuba |
| I be riding around with that blocka |
| We them Brick Squad, ask Flocka |
| Versace shit, Silk The Shocker |
| Coulda been San Quentin on lock |
| But I two’d up that ghost, I stack two floors that loaf |
| I be floor seats by that coach, I be fight seats by that rope |
| Lately so sick I could vomit, Gin with no tonic |
| Cheat on my bitch, you know I’m dishonest |
| But I’m just a product of my environment |
| Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills young nigga |
| Got wrist, stay trill young nigga, still toting that steel young nigga |
| And I ain’t ever lose a chain |
| And shawty head stupid man |
| I think I’m 'bout to lose it, mayne |
| Said I’m 'bout to go Gucci Mane |
| In the trap still countin' change |
| Don’t fuck with y’all ‘cause you niggas lame |
| Said I’m 'bout to go Gucci Mane |
| Said I’m 'bout to go Gucci Mane |
| On the choppa rant, on the choppa rant |
| Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop |
| Uh, get down or lay down |
| Shoot everything up but a school or a playground |
| Run shit like a Greyhound |
| I’m in here, now who let the Devil in? |
| I ain’t been taking my medicine |
| My trigger finger ain’t never been hesitant |
| I am your ruler, no measurements |
| You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my nigga |
| Cash Money 'til I die, even if I go broke, I still wouldn’t beg to differ |
| I’m off papers, I heart paper, no short paper, better get the point |
| Cause I’m point-shaven with a sharp razor, get buck like a horse stable |
| Too street smart, I’m a geek, I put my niggas on they feet |
| So if we fall, it be that lean that make a nigga fall asleep |
| I can’t see none of you niggas, and I can see the future man |
| Where you going? |
| I’m bout to go Tunechi man |
| I think I’m 'bout to lose it, mayne |
| Said I’m 'bout to go Gucci Mane |
| In the trap still countin' change |
| Don’t fuck with y’all cause you niggas lame |
| Said I’m 'bout to go Gucci Mane |
| Said I’m 'bout to go Gucci Mane |
| On the choppa rant, on the choppa rant |
| Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop |
| Getting GuWop |
| You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my nigga |
| Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills young nigga |
| Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young nigga |