Ballin
French Montana Lyrics

Montana That Untouchable Empire baby, Coke Boy (Bad Boy) They said be careful what you ask for 'Cause when you get it, You know what you gon' tell 'em right? (We're baaa-aack)
French Montana introduces himself and his group affiliations with Untouchable Empire, Coke Boy, Bad Boy, and echoes a warning about being careful what one wishes for because reality may not live up to the hype.

What you say? I do this err'day, Wh-what you say? I do this err'day Do this err day, do this err day, Do this err day, do this err day What you say? I do this err'day, Wh-wh-what you say? I do this err'day Do this err'day, do this err'day, Do this err'day, do this err'day
French Montana repeats the phrase 'Do this err'day' several times to emphasize his claim that he is devoted to the lavish and materialistic lifestyle he is living.

What they talkin 'bout, Puff? They ain't talkin 'bout, nothin Oh this the moment they feel ya? We back on our get down You see what it is So lay down, Bad Boy, Blood Line Get up, talk to 'em
French Montana recognizes the various rumors and talks surrounding him and Puff but only cares to give attention to living the lavish lifestyle he believes they are entitled to.

I got tats all on my arm, Racks on racks in the bank Forgiatos on my Range, Pepsi blue my paint All these girls be choosy, Can't find a bitch who ain't Haters they out ballin' like fishes in a tank Stuntin' wit my whole crew, ball Hangin' out the window when we roll up You know when we come through, ball Make it rain we don't give a fuck 'Bout what you say, I do this every day Don't buy bottles, buy bottle case Seem like every night my birthday I can't help but get the cake
French Montana boasts about the extravagant details of his lifestyle, including fashion decisions and financial freedom, as well as how much he is enjoyed by female attention. He dismisses any detractors or haters who attempt to challenge his hedonistic beliefs or behavior.

Tattoos on my neck, half a mill in my car Dream team I rap, just me and my dogs Straight cash in that haircut Sea Bass and that lamp chop Met her at the bar Tryin' to get some head shots 62 that Maybach, fake jewels don't play that Take off like Blake Griff, money tall like A6 Never hit that red zone, baby I was airborne Hoppin' out that Ghost Sippin' red dot with a red bone Trunk up in the back, drop the population And I'm never fakin' Jacks, You know I'm poppin' Aces I'mma ball, Illuminati bank rolls Suicidal Lan' doors, and two Italian tan hoes
French Montana extends his boasting to various material goods he has purchased or owns, as well as bizarre anecdotes and brags about his hunting and sexual escapades. He ties these references back to either reminding everyone of his financial ability or perseverance in the face of adversity.

Feel like I was born for ballin' out Live it up and just for fallin' out
French Montana claims that he was born for this lavish lifestyle and intends to embrace it to the fullest, regardless of consequence.

I'm flyin' around and I'm gettin' it Like 90thou in my denim Told a bitch I just met, Write your problems down and I'll end 'em I'm creepin' on a billi, Got these niggas buyin' large lead Bout to take my LA crib And drop that bitch on Wall Street Peep my watch and hand game, Like Peach Ciroc and champagne You buyin' jets, I could buy the Jets, And I ain't speakin' 'bout no damn planes This passion and pain fashion, Matchin' my things catchin' Action from things mackin', Then flashin' my rings captain Twin V's, thin tires, envy my entire Catalogue, but don't have the heart 'Cause real kings build empires Everything that I said nigga Was everything that you saw I did everything that I claim, You ain't like us 'cause we ball
French Montana continues to boast about his financial ability and penchant for buying luxurious material goods while maintaining his unrivaled confidence in his abilities to stay on top. He believes that he is admired for his financial success and expresses a no-nonsense attitude towards those who might challenge his authority.

(You see it) I was born to ball, bitch! (Bad Boy) If you ain't heard you live under a motherfuckin' rock (Coke Boyz) Montana We was born to fly baby, still do the same thing nigga Shit sound like I just sold nigga Untouchable Empire, Bad Boy, Coke Boy Diddy what up? Juheard?
French Montana concludes the song with numerous repetitive boasts about his lavish lifestyle and affiliations while also taunting anyone who might challenge him or envy him. He purposely inflates the importance of his status to try and make all listeners feel inferior. The song ends with Montana listing off his group affiliations and addressing Diddy as well.