Coke Wave Boys
French Montana Lyrics


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Pull up with a ting, yeah, diamond rings out
Bitches all over (ow)
Shawty on her thang, I'm on it, yeah
I need a chauffer
(La música de Harry Fraud)
Pull up in that V (yeah)
She like Cherie when I leave
You say we ride on these bitch niggas real quick (yeah)
Let's get 'em

Now, every time I creep through the block, rooftop missin', coupe bipolar
Th-th-throw the top to the bottom, then the bottom to the top, all over
Lookin' for a freak, legs up, sloppy, baby, come over
Th-th-throw the top to the back, then the back to the top, all over (ayy)
Goddamn, I'm

Show me where the money (show me), bet I go and get it
Everybody want the fame, but they don't wanna pay the ticket
Shawty said she wanna roller (roller), nigga with some Timbs on (oh)
Move a lil' rock like the old Tim Dunc' (yeah)
She love me long, then she wipe me off clean
I'm at the dealer cashin' out, then I'm spinnin' off mean
Fuck them niggas talkin' 'bout? They won't get it off Chinx
Keep the burners near the toilet (what?)
Work under the sink
In the front, got them haters in the rear now
Closest niggas to me gone, I ain't let a tear down
Hate we in the game, we done fucked up their career now
They now how I'm on it, get it how I want it

Now, every time I creep through the block, rooftop missin', coupe bipolar
Th-th-throw the top to the bottom, then the bottom to the top, all over
Lookin' for a freak, legs up, sloppy, baby, come over
Th-th-throw the top to the back, then the back to the top, all over
Goddamn, I'm (Coke boy, baby)

Mama prayin' in the room
I'm in the next room bangin' work, washin' knuckles
I need my shoes Christian
And my watch from Geneva and I got shooters from Chicago
I'm drippin', get your goggles
In the jungle with the robbers, if you walk off then you hit the lotto, yeah
If you need that work, tato
Hit up Broadway, call up Gato
We in them jets, two hours to Cabo
No ID, shooters no IG
I'm on front line, money on my mind
Money truck, beep, beep, beep, flatline

Baby's up front, you see them Coke Wave Boys
In them foreign cars, outlaws, yeah, yeah
Baby's up front, you see them Coke Wave Boys
In them foreign cars, Wave Gods, ayy, ayy

Yeah, they tried to throw the book at a nigga
Baby mama, she won't even look at a nigga
Waste of talent, uh, never that
Any time he ace in the deuce, nigga bet it back
Every time on my way to school, baby shared a ride
Had to watch for the pig, undercovers' will set a trap
Max, you're not like them, nigga, you're different
Way with the dick, baby say I'm eccentric
Never mention my name in a sentence
Niggas be chicks these days, they need attention
Four door Lambo needs suspension
Too many potholes out there in Brooklyn
Too many loops from Harry Fraud, hood shit
Paid for à la, Bobby Flay, good shit
This wasn't even supposed to happen, we pushed it
Sautéin' a nigga brain, cooked it

Now, every time I creep through the block, rooftop missin', coupe bipolar
Th-th-throw the top to the bottom, then the bottom to the top, all over
Lookin' for a freak, legs up, sloppy, baby, come over
Th-th-throw the top to the back, then the back to the top, all over
Goddamn, I'm

(Montana caught a lick)
Goddamn, I'm
(My wrist water whip)
Goddamn, I'm
(Main bitch on my hip)
Goddamn, I'm
Goddamn, I'm




I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know

Overall Meaning

The "Coke Wave Intro" by French Montana and Max B is a rap song that speaks about money, cars, women, and life as a drug dealer. The lyrics show the two rappers bragging about their wealth while living dangerously, selling drugs and running from the police. The first verse sets the tone for the rest of the song, with French Montana boasting about his diamond rings and the women around him while craving luxury in the form of a chauffeur. Throughout the song, the rappers use quick-witted lyrics and metaphors to describe their lifestyle. The chorus that follows urges action and aggression, with the rappers calling for retribution against their enemies.


In the second verse, Max B describes his experiences, including the risks of being a drug dealer, his need for expensive watches and shoes, his shooters from Chicago, and his time spent in the jungle with robbers. He brags about his wealth and lifestyle while challenging others to come and find him. He further raps about the dangers of living his lifestyle, including the risk of being caught by the police or getting attacked by rivals. The song concludes with the repeated phrase of "Goddamn, I'm," further emphasizing their pride and self-confidence in their success and fame.


Line by Line Meaning

Pull up with a ting, yeah, diamond rings out
Arrive with a beautiful woman and wearing flashy jewelry


Bitches all over (ow)
There are many attractive women around


Shawty on her thang, I'm on it, yeah
I'm interested in the woman and pursuing her


I need a chauffeur
I require a personal driver


(La música de Harry Fraud)
The music is produced by Harry Fraud


Pull up in that V (yeah)
Arrive in a nice car


She like Cherie when I leave
The woman is excited when I depart


You say we ride on these bitch niggas real quick (yeah)
Let's quickly retaliate against these weak men


Let's get 'em
Take action against the enemies


Now, every time I creep through the block, rooftop missin', coupe bipolar
I often drive around in my car with the roof missing, going from one extreme mood to another


Th-th-throw the top to the bottom, then the bottom to the top, all over
I like to manipulate the car roof, moving it in different positions


Lookin' for a freak, legs up, sloppy, baby, come over
I'm seeking a sexually liberated woman to come over and have fun


Goddamn, I'm
I'm feeling good and confident


Show me where the money (show me), bet I go and get it
Tell me where the money is and I'll go and obtain it


Everybody want the fame, but they don't wanna pay the ticket
Many desire fame but aren't prepared to pay the necessary cost


Shawty said she wanna roller (roller), nigga with some Timbs on (oh)
The woman desires to take ecstasy with someone wearing Timberland boots


Move a lil' rock like the old Tim Dunc' (yeah)
I move drugs like Tim Duncan, a legendary basketball player


She love me long, then she wipe me off clean
The woman enjoys sex with me and then cleans me off afterwards


I'm at the dealer cashin' out, then I'm spinnin' off mean
I am spending large amounts of money at the dealer, then driving away quickly


Fuck them niggas talkin' 'bout? They won't get it off Chinx
I don't care what those men are saying, they can't beat me like Chinx (a rapper who was shot and killed)


Keep the burners near the toilet (what?)
I keep my guns near the toilet for safekeeping


Work under the sink
I hide and store drugs under the sink


In the front, got them haters in the rear now
I'm in the front while my haters are left behind


Closest niggas to me gone, I ain't let a tear down
My closest friends have died, but I won't cry


Hate we in the game, we done fucked up their career now
They resent that we are successful and have ended their careers


They now how I'm on it, get it how I want it
They know my approach and I obtain things how I see fit


Mama prayin' in the room
My mother is praying in the other room


I'm in the next room bangin' work, washin' knuckles
I'm in the adjacent room selling drugs and washing my fists in preparation for a fight


I need my shoes Christian
I must have Christian Louboutin shoes


And my watch from Geneva and I got shooters from Chicago
I own a watch from Geneva and have hired gunmen from Chicago


I'm drippin', get your goggles
I'm wearing expensive jewelry, so you'll need goggles to avoid being blinded


In the jungle with the robbers, if you walk off then you hit the lotto, yeah
I'm in dangerous surroundings with robbers, but if you survive, it's like winning the lottery


If you need that work, tato
If you require drugs, contact my associate Tato


Hit up Broadway, call up Gato
Go to Broadway and call Gato (another associate)


We in them jets, two hours to Cabo
We are traveling in private jets to Cabo (San Lucas, Mexico)


No ID, shooters no IG
I have no identification and my hired gunmen aren't on Instagram


I'm on front line, money on my mind
I'm on the front line of danger, with thoughts of money


Money truck, beep, beep, beep, flatline
The sound of the armored truck carrying money (beeping) before I rob it (leading to its 'flatline')


Baby's up front, you see them Coke Wave Boys
The women are sitting in the front with the group Coke Wave Boys


In them foreign cars, outlaws, yeah, yeah
We're riding in foreign cars as if we're outlaws


Wave Gods, ayy, ayy
We are the Wave Gods


Yeah, they tried to throw the book at a nigga
They attempted to punish me severely


Baby mama, she won't even look at a nigga
My baby mom won't even acknowledge me


Waste of talent, uh, never that
I won't let my talents go to waste


Any time he ace in the deuce, nigga bet it back
Whenever he wins at the card game, he bets it all again


Every time on my way to school, baby shared a ride
I used to share a ride to school with someone


Had to watch for the pig, undercovers' will set a trap
I had to be cautious of the police, who often set traps


Max, you're not like them, nigga, you're different
Max, you're not like the others, you're unique


Way with the dick, baby say I'm eccentric
I have a unique way of having sex, and the woman thinks it's unusual


Never mention my name in a sentence
Don't ever talk about me in conversations


Niggas be chicks these days, they need attention
Men act like women nowadays, always seeking attention


Four door Lambo needs suspension
My four-door Lamborghini requires better suspension


Too many potholes out there in Brooklyn
There are too many potholes on the streets of Brooklyn


Too many loops from Harry Fraud, hood shit
There are too many beats from Harry Fraud with a 'hood' sound


Paid for à la, Bobby Flay, good shit
I paid for my meal like Bobby Flay, which is a good thing


This wasn't even supposed to happen, we pushed it
This event wasn't planned, but we made it happen anyway


Sautéin' a nigga brain, cooked it
I'm frying someone's brain, leaving them defeated


(Montana caught a lick)
Montana successfully stole something


(My wrist water whip)
My expensive watch is glistening like water


(Main bitch on my hip)
My main woman is by my side


Goddamn, I'm
I'm feeling good and confident


Goddamn, I'm
I'm feeling good and confident


Goddamn, I'm
I'm feeling good and confident


Goddamn, I'm
I'm feeling good and confident


I know, I know, I know, I know
I'm fully aware of my situation and what's happening around me


I know, I know, I know, I know
I'm fully aware of my situation and what's happening around me


I know, I know, I know, I know
I'm fully aware of my situation and what's happening around me


I know, I know, I know, I know
I'm fully aware of my situation and what's happening around me




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, PFIVE Entertainment Mexico, Cloud9
Written by: Ahmir Thompson, Charly Wingate, Jimmy Gray, Karim Kharbouch, Leonard Hubbard, Lionel Pickens, Raphael Saadiq, Rory Quigley, Tarik Collins

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Lawrence

Every time I hear Chinx I get goosebumps 😔🙏🏾

Z P

Praise God French Montana is back and dropped this heat for us❤❤🔥🔥

Mo Ali

Zach p 👌🏽💯❤️

Jake Bott

Got he's back if he's got mine 100

Original Sal

Just keeps on pumping out classics lol 😆

Greg Lambert

On repeat!!🌊🌊🌊🌊 #longlivechinx #legendsneverdie #yay #freemaxb

waveybaby

UNDERRATED🔥🔥🔥

Cynthia Christian

Long Live Chinx!!! #LegendsNeverDie #CokeBoys #YAY

Tchaine

This the wave. The fact we still get original coke boys is a blessing.. rip chinx and free Max b

ZAC ATTACK

So good to get a new chinx verse. Even better when it's with the boss Don . R. I. P Chinx mane, free max.
Loving this new album, definitely getting old coke boys vibes.

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