Free Smoke
French Montana Lyrics

Found the J's to name a wrestler (yeah, turn me up, YC)
I discovered the perfect joints to roll a joint (yeah, make the music louder, YC)

Free smoke (Gangsta Grillz)
Enjoying the freedom to use marijuana without any consequences (Gangsta Grillz)

I got my money up
I have accumulated a significant amount of wealth

They put paper on me, but can't pay a nigga to fuck with us
People might try to bribe me, but they can't afford my loyalty

Boy, you got your gun or what? (Yeah, yeah)
Boy, do you have your weapon ready? (Yeah, yeah)

Get killed out here, tryna knuckle up
You can lose your life trying to fight

Steady hallucinatin', seein' faces in the smoke I puff
Consistently experiencing hallucinations and seeing faces within the smoke I inhale

My demons ain't my demons, they my equals, see, we say, 'What's up?'
The negative aspects of my personality are not enemies; they are on an equal footing with me

How you wanna kill me, but you out the way and stay put up?
How can you desire my death while you are hiding and staying away from confrontation?

You know it's on sight with us, in broad day, get your melon bust
You should be aware that we are ready for a confrontation at any time, even during daylight, and we won't hesitate to harm you

I don't care if he told ten years ago, he still might tell on us
I don't care if someone snitched on us ten years ago; there is still a possibility they might betray us

Sometimes I waan' write my opps and ask 'em how bruh restin' up
At times, I feel like reaching out to my rivals and asking how their deceased friends are doing

Fifty-thousand strong, make all the J's to name a wrestler (yeah)
Having a large group of loyal supporters, enough to name all the joints needed to roll marijuana (yeah)

You ain't trap enough, before I rapped, I had some racks up
You don't have enough experience in selling drugs; I had a significant amount of money before I became a rapper

Like before I came to Memphis, I was ballin' as Ja Morant
Even before I arrived in Memphis, I was already successful, just like basketball player Ja Morant

They want beef with us and hope I post and turn they insta up
They seek conflict with us, hoping that I will engage in social media arguments and increase their Instagram engagement

You will do whatever for attention from the listeners
You are willing to do anything to gain attention from the audience

Accepted in your car ride to the mall, you put your pistol up
You feel safe and confident while driving to the mall, so you decide to store your firearm

Right after them captions, actin', cappin', like you spint on us
Immediately after posting misleading captions, pretending to have betrayed us

This shit get ridiculous (yeah, yeah), so I trust in my chopper
The situation becomes absurd, so I rely on my firearm

Fifty-five, don dada, know I send shit to the doctor
I am a respected figure in the streets, and I am known for harming others

That other shit be fraudulent, niggas know who got dead bodies
All that other talk is fake; people know who is responsible for killing others

Go get it out the blender, stretch, it fit out like Pilates
Retrieve the drugs from the blender, mix it with other substances, and it will appear larger like a Pilates workout

Had money 'fore they signed me (yeah)
I had enough money before I signed a record deal (yeah)

I was turnt before they found me
I was already living a wild and energetic lifestyle before they discovered me

Was fuckin' with cocaine, way before I met Yo Gotti
I was already involved with cocaine way before I met Yo Gotti

This street shit in my veins, a quarter-million can't record me (brr, brr, ayy, ayy, Gangsta Grillz)
The lifestyle of the streets runs deep within me, and no amount of money can change that (brr, brr, ayy, ayy, Gangsta Grillz)

When we smoked him, left his brains on the sidewalk (bah-baow)
When we killed him, we left his brains scattered on the sidewalk (bah-baow)

We ain't out here claimin' bodies, like Sauce Walka (woo)
We don't go around boasting about the people we have killed, unlike Sauce Walka (woo)

Coke Boy paid dues (Coke Boy, baby)
Being a member of the Coke Boy crew requires paying your dues (Coke Boy, baby)

You can catch a RICO tryna get some fake views (fake views)
You might face legal trouble under RICO (Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations Act) for trying to gain fake views

Suckers out here lose their life, stuntin' with fake jewels (fake jewels)
Foolish individuals risk losing their lives by flaunting counterfeit jewelry (fake jewels)

When you rich, you gotta watch Importer
When you are wealthy, you need to keep an eye on those who import illegal goods

Niggas dirty, cook a brick in Mississippi water (Mississippi water)
Criminals engage in illicit activities, such as preparing drugs, using water from Mississippi for its reputation

Behind the wall, wifey loose, she dippin' with the homies (haan)
While I am imprisoned, my wife is being unfaithful, spending time with my friends (haan)

Without a test, ain't no testimony
Without a trial or legal examination, there can be no testimony

If this the dead, I still don't condone it (uh)
Even if someone dies, I still don't approve of their actions (uh)

They want the clout, shoot up the wake
They want attention and recognition; they disrespect the funeral by causing chaos

Slide back, that's how we cross-promote it (bah-bah-bah-baow)
Retreat and retaliate; that's how we promote our actions (bah-bah-bah-baow)

Get the cake, get the weight, then we cook the flour
Obtain money and drugs, and then engage in drug preparation

Until we die in the grave and they bring the flowers (coke boy, baby)
We will continue our current lifestyle until we are buried and our loved ones bring flowers (coke boy, baby)

La-di-da-di-da-di, body after body
Casually and rhythmically, disposing of dead bodies one after another

Don't let the devil in, holy ghost in that Bugatti (skrrt)
Don't allow evil into your life; instead, embrace the spiritual presence of the holy ghost while driving a Bugatti (skrrt)

Free smoke, fuck what you heard about me
Enjoying the freedom to smoke marijuana without paying attention to rumors or gossip about me

Everythin' cost, bitch, ball is smoke-free
Everything comes with a price, so don't expect any free favors or handouts

Certified in these streets, you can ask the folks 'bout a rocket
I am respected and acknowledged as a prominent figure in these streets; you can confirm by asking the people about my status

I was fourteen years old, scrapped the peer pot, that's on the god
I started engaging in illegal activities at the age of fourteen, scraping bits of marijuana resin from the pipe, and I swear it's the truth

My opps know I'll kill 'em, take me one time, I will spark 'em
My rivals are aware of my willingness to harm them; if they confront me once, I will retaliate

Every click ever had beef, dropped the lee one from out they pocket
Every crew or gang I have been associated with has faced conflict, and they have removed a firearm from their pockets to resolve the situation

Stay full of OPM, Promethazine and TAC (I'm high)
I constantly consume OPM (Other People's Money), Promethazine (a sedative), and TAC (possibly referring to methamphetamine) to maintain a state of intoxication (I'm high)

If you one nigga that played, boy, he couldn't tell you, he deceased (no lie)
If someone ever snitched on me, they wouldn't have the chance to inform you because they would be dead (no lie)

Promote the violence, menace to society, fuck the peace (hell nah)
I encourage and glorify violence, considering myself a threat to society, and I disregard the concept of peace (hell nah)

Ain't get that brr from out that raw, that's the sign of the AUG (brr, brr)
I didn't obtain a rapid succession of gunshots from raw (uncut) drugs; instead, it represents the sound of firing an AUG, a type of firearm (brr, brr)

They shouldn't have ever showed me one bullet can kill a giant (a giant)
They made a mistake by revealing to me that a single bullet can take down a powerful person (a giant)

Very conniving, slangin' .9, a young nigga a slime (a slime)
I am extremely cunning, selling 9mm firearms, and I am a young individual associated with criminal activities (a slime)

If you gon' dick-stand on white people, get shot 'cause you high (I'm high)
If you provoke and verbally insult white individuals, you might get shot because you are intoxicated (I'm high)

Street fucked up my lil' brain, got me worser and violent
Growing up in the streets negatively affected my mental state, making me more deranged and prone to violence

Come get some of this free smoke, bitch
Come and experience the freedom of smoking marijuana, you fool

Montana, BIG30, EST Gee, haan
Montana, BIG30, and EST Gee expressing their presence and affirmation (haan)