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Corner Video (MV)




Performed By: French Montana
Featuring: A$AP Rocky, Zak
Length: 3:42
Written by: French Montana, Rakim Mayers




French Montana - Corner Lyrics
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[ Featuring A$AP Rocky, Zak ]

That's murder on the corner
Seen these niggas touch bands
Skinny nigga pushin' Lambs

I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand
Lately, niggas talkin' down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said don't trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tried to leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the mornin'
You ain't seen it, nothin' like it
Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it
Tryna leave me skinny, and you know it
It's murder on the corner

(Montana, ayy)
Check it, dot 'em like a leopard
On the corner, smell aroma like a shepherd
Watchin' Narcos or them narcos
Brain fried, if I make my bed, I'ma sleep in it
King size, French tried to franchise (ooh)
Before the machine, we did it handy (handy)
Bitches fronted on they panties, now they jerk me like the Grammy's
Hundred chains like TLC Chili (Chili)
On that Wayne, milli' after milli' (milli')
With a bitch like Keisha from Belly
And baby (baby), I pray to God we live a thousand years (a thousand years)
And if I hurt you, we'll drink Ciroc for your tears (woo)
Stuntin' on the stunners smokin' out the whips
Carbon in the front, skrrt on the bridge to Harlem
You stepped on carpet, the flag
We sharpen the swag
Ten racks for the marble slab (skrrt)
Pool kitchen sink (sink), six layer paint (paint)
Bumpin' 'Retha Franklin (Franklin)
Bitch, like Jada Pinkett, han (han)

I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand
Lately, niggas talkin' down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said don't trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tried to leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the mornin'
You ain't seen it, nothin' like it
Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it

Uh (uh)
It's the city where the skinny niggas rot, yep
That same city, you might see me with my slob, yep
Buck fiddy to your chiddy, you get prom cut
Primetime, f*ck, f*ck it, your time's up
Don't watch my set, they get upset
They comin' at me indirect, live in effect
They wanna see me in the flesh, boy, take your best shot
Got somethin' rip through your vest, aim for your head
Won't break a sweat

I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand
Lately, niggas talkin' down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said don't trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tried to leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the mornin'
You ain't seen it, nothin' like it
Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it
It's murder on the corner
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That's murder on the corner
Seen these niggas touch bands
Skinny nigga pushin' Lambs

I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand
Lately, niggas talkin' down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said don't trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tried to leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the mornin'
You ain't seen it, nothin' like it
Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it
Tryna leave me skinny, and you know it
It's murder on the corner

(Montana, ayy)
Check it, dot 'em like a leopard
On the corner, smell aroma like a shepherd
Watchin' Narcos or them narcos
Brain fried, if I make my bed, I'ma sleep in it
King size, French tried to franchise (ooh)
Before the machine, we did it handy (handy)
Bitches fronted on they panties, now they jerk me like the Grammy's
Hundred chains like TLC Chili (Chili)
On that Wayne, milli' after milli' (milli')
With a bitch like Keisha from Belly
And baby (baby), I pray to God we live a thousand years (a thousand years)
And if I hurt you, we'll drink Ciroc for your tears (woo)
Stuntin' on the stunners smokin' out the whips
Carbon in the front, skrrt on the bridge to Harlem
You stepped on carpet, the flag
We sharpen the swag
Ten racks for the marble slab (skrrt)
Pool kitchen sink (sink), six layer paint (paint)
Bumpin' 'Retha Franklin (Franklin)
Bitch, like Jada Pinkett, han (han)

I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand
Lately, niggas talkin' down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said don't trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tried to leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the mornin'
You ain't seen it, nothin' like it
Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it

Uh (uh)
It's the city where the skinny niggas rot, yep
That same city, you might see me with my slob, yep
Buck fiddy to your chiddy, you get prom cut
Primetime, f*ck, f*ck it, your time's up
Don't watch my set, they get upset
They comin' at me indirect, live in effect
They wanna see me in the flesh, boy, take your best shot
Got somethin' rip through your vest, aim for your head
Won't break a sweat

I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand
Murder for that dollar, understand
Lately, niggas talkin' down, swear it made me
Plus I know these niggas shady
Mama said don't trust no lady
When I hit the drug, it save me
Tried to leave a young nigga on the corner
Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the mornin'
You ain't seen it, nothin' like it
Swear to God you ain't seen nothin' like it
It's murder on the corner
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Writer: French Montana, Rakim Mayers
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC


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