Twerk
French Montana feat. Slim Dunkin Lyrics


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Another day, drink, smoke, just another episode
Everything you witness been the realest shit you ever saw
Know a couple niggas that be down for that 25
Know a couple bad bitches down to let the homies ride
Redbone Maserati, two tones, riding shotty
I'll be low key like cheap coke, told that snow man: ski slopes
Stuntin' on them niggas, let the haters watch
Black tee, black sneaks, black Bentley watch
Ridin' home team, fuck the other side
Southside on the beat, suicide
X2
I got diamonds on my neck, hammers on my hip
Grams up on the stove, need another lick
Money on my mind, your bitch up on my line
I don't want that ho, bitch I'm on my grind

I thank the Lord for everything God gotten given me, life again when a nigga got shot
I've seen a lot of niggas give their life to that glass pot
Thank Lord for the???
The blocks, the rocks, the weed, the licks
Shawty, motherfuck a cop
So much pain in me, you gonna find your body stinkin' tryin' to get a name off me
Bang, bang, homie
I stay Flame, homie, middle finger fuck you
They say I changed homie, drugs runnin' all through my brain
They say my mind poisoned (so?), who wanna catch the venom

X2
I got diamonds on my neck, hammers on my hip
Grams up on the stove, need another lick
Money on my mind, your bitch up on my line
I don't want that ho, bitch I'm on my grind

I got diamonds on my neck, real niggas next to me
Looked up to Heaven, told mama say a prayer for me
You either real or you ain't, ain't no in between
Missed me with that shit, I can't catch a dream
I'm about that action nigga, missed me with that actin' nigga
Potato on the pistol, we be mashin' niggas
Fuck these rap niggas, tell 'em knuckle up
We can take it to street, I'mma fuck 'em up
Tell 'em buckle up, blastin' off to Mars
All we blow is gas, we smokin' race cars




Certified hood nigga, check my face scar
Don't split my team up, we in space bars (?)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Twerk" by French Montana feat. Slim Dunkin depict the lifestyle of a rapper, the struggles he has faced, and the way he copes with it. The song opens with the rapper narrating how he drinks and smokes every day and how everything he experiences is real. He then talks about knowing people who are ready to take risks for $25, and women who are always open to letting his homies ride.


He talks about his Redbone Maserati with two tones and how he stays low-key despite his riches. He disregards the hate and jealousy from his haters and continues to ride with his team, the Southside. He takes pride in his diamonds and his possessions, which he admits are the result of his hard grind. He also boasts about staying true to his identity, his pain, and the tough journey he's had to go through. The lyrics further describe his love for his hood and his crew, and how they're ready to take on any challenge.


Line by Line Meaning

Another day, drink, smoke, just another episode
French Montana describes his daily routine of drinking and smoking as just another ordinary day in his life.


Everything you witness been the realest shit you ever saw
What you see here is real and genuine in French Montana's life.


Know a couple niggas that be down for that 25
French Montana knows some associates who take hefty criminal risks for $25,000 dollars.


Know a couple bad bitches down to let the homies ride
French Montana knows some promiscuous women who are willing to engage in group sex.


Redbone Maserati, two tones, riding shotty
French Montana describes a certain kind of Maserati driven by someone else.


I'll be low key like cheap coke, told that snow man: ski slopes
French Montana intends to keep a low profile similar to that of cheap cocaine; he even tells that famous drug dealer Snowman that he's skiing.


Stuntin' on them niggas, let the haters watch
French Montana is expressing his success and his disregard for those who dislike him.


Black tee, black sneaks, black Bentley watch
The artist is well-coordinated by his black outfit.


Ridin' home team, fuck the other side
French Montana openly expresses his allegiance to his home team over others.


Southside on the beat, suicide
Suicide is used to describe the intensity of the song produced by Southside.


I got diamonds on my neck, hammers on my hip
The singer is using the diamonds around his neck and carries weapons on his hips to show status, money and danger.


Grams up on the stove, need another lick
French Montana quickly idolizes money accessible on his stove, and he feels the urge to pursue and obtain more funds.


Money on my mind, your bitch up on my line
The singer prioritizes obtaining money in his daily life, and women are calling him trying to reach him.


I don't want that ho, bitch I'm on my grind
French Montana is focused on his career and isn't interested in dating anyone at the moment.


I thank the Lord for everything God gotten given me, life again when a nigga got shot
French Montana is grateful to God for his fortune and particularly acknowledging surviving a shooting.


I've seen a lot of niggas give their life to that glass pot
Those who have lost their lives over a drug addiction to crack cocaine.


Thank Lord for the???
It is unclear what French Montana is thankful for in this line.


The blocks, the rocks, the weed, the licks
French Montana acknowledges the availability of drugs and crime in his environment.


Shawty, motherfuck a cop
The artist doesn't hold police in high regard.


So much pain in me, you gonna find your body stinkin' tryin' to get a name off me
French Montana devotes a great deal of his emotions to his profession and has little regard for others who might want to profit off of him.


Bang, bang, homie
The artist makes a gun sound effect to emphasize the intensity of the song.


I stay Flame, homie, middle finger fuck you
French Montana is proud of himself and is telling his haters to go to hell.


They say I changed homie, drugs runnin' all through my brain
Others have noticed a change in French Montana over time, which he somewhat attributes to a strong drug use.


They say my mind poisoned (so?), who wanna catch the venom
The artist is claiming that his detractors can't handle the truth about him.


I got diamonds on my neck, real niggas next to me
French Montana has reputable people around him as he shows off his diamond necklace.


Looked up to Heaven, told mama say a prayer for me
French Montana requests that his mother prays for him.


You either real or you ain't, ain't no in between
In French Montana's world, you can't be partially real or partially trustworthy; it's all or nothing.


Missed me with that shit, I can't catch a dream
The artist is too focused on reality to bother with idle dreams.


I'm about that action nigga, missed me with that actin' nigga
French Montana is all about taking action and getting things done, rather than playing the role.


Potato on the pistol, we be mashin' niggas
The artist has a gun with a potato attached to the barrel, an old trick to conceal the noise of the gunshot.


Fuck these rap niggas, tell 'em knuckle up
The performer doesn't like many other rappers and wants them to physically fight him.


We can take it to street, I'mma fuck 'em up
French Montana is willing to settle disputes by fighting in the streets.


Tell 'em buckle up, blastin' off to Mars
He tells others to prepare themselves as they're embarking on a wild ride that's going to Mars.


All we blow is gas, we smokin' race cars
The singer only smokes the finest quality weed, comparing it to racing cars.


Certified hood nigga, check my face scar
French Montana proclaims himself as an authentic street person, backed up by a facial scar.


Don't split my team up, we in space bars (?)
The artist doesn't want his team to be divided and tells the listener they're all in space bars, but the meaning behind 'space bars' is unclear.




Writer(s): french montana

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SalamiNipplez

2020 and this song never gets old

Gallon Turicio

2012 #bricksquad #1017

E Wood

2023 we still here

Oscar Saravia

REST IN PEACE DUNK, YOU WAS A REAL ONE ☝️

ray sheppard

still banging this whole mixtape in 2016

DatBoyGoo

Me too bruh. This track be bangin

FBG TMP1013

2018

upt savage

R.i.p. dunkkkk after years later of your death im still here rocking to ur music in 2018 .may ur soul rest in peace your never forgotten

Rocco The Vyonder

this is by far my favorite song by waka rip dunkin

Vonte Harris

Dunk always killing shit!!! #Ripslimdunkin my role model

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