Huh (huh)

Montana (huhhh)

Niggaz actin' like, we ain't the only new niggaz keepin' the streets alive

Huhhhh

Like we ain't put out the most music

Free my nigga max, huh

Huuuuh

Coke wave

Got plenty money

[Hook]

[French montana]

It's the new york supplier man (yeah)

We got plenty money

Ain't any nigga hotter than (yeah, yeah)

We got plenty money

It's them coke boyz, not again (yeah)

We got plenty money

It's the new york supplier man (yeah)

We got plenty money

[Verse 1]

[French montana]

Money got my dick harder than a straight jab

Steppin' on that work like a brake pad

Whole different weight class, 8 blast

Knock fuckin' hinges off ya fake ass, montana, straight cash

Know we bring the slores out, niggaz in the doghouse

Plenty money, then go and buy the mall out, ball out

Verses to a couple mil, told my nigga max he gon' beat appeal

Take over this shit for real

Know we fucked the most hoes, know we drove the most cars

Know we had the most beef, ya know we write the hottest bars

Dirty like a kitchen mop, fuck a nigga, rich or not

All that flossin' shit gon' do is just get ya shot

Know I had a gift to blow, shit wasn't difficult

First had to show 'em that he known so we get the dough, good to go

Montana switch the flow, way before this wack shit

Rap shit, ya nigga been get the dough

We got plenty money

[Hook]

[French montana]

It's the new york supplier man (yeah)

We got plenty money

Ain't any nigga hotter than (yeah, yeah)

We got plenty money

It's them coke boyz, not again (yeah)

We got plenty money

It's the new york supplier man (yeah)

We got plenty money

[Verse 2]

[Mac mustard]

I be on my shit, I don't find my strength in the slick talk

I grab that 4-5th, and quick to let the shit spark

Double back when it get dark, black talents that rip hearts

Spit darts, we gon' cut this shit short

Play the game on his court, leave him laid on his porch

Niggaz is dying, we ridin', they stuck identifyin' his corpse

Take a ride in his porsche, smack it up, wrap it up

Got the game in the sidepocket filled if ya rack 'em up

Some say he be actin' up, some say he don't act enough

I say he swing for the fences, every time that mac is up

Guess what nigga mac is up, gain greene to trap 'em up

Coke wave 2, with max and montana to back him up

[Hook]

[French montana]

It's the new york supplier man (yeah)

We got plenty money

Ain't any nigga hotter than (yeah, yeah)

We got plenty money

It's them coke boyz, not again (yeah)

We got plenty money

It's the new york supplier man (yeah)

We got plenty money

[Verse 3]

[Hollywood fergie]

I get money like that nigga 5th

Down ya bitch throat while I guzzle on this big 5th

From a distance, this is all coincidence

As if fergie ain't got no intelligience

Million dollar residence, bentleys in the driveway

If I die today, you can say I did it my way

Did it the high way, piff, roll it up

If you a crip, where them big c's nigga throw it up

If you a blood, where them big b's nigga throw it up

I do not discriminate, middle fingers to those who hate

Niggaz take one look at me and say he real

Bitches take one look at me and know the deal

Same night I'm in her bed, now she wanna give me head

With the same lips she kiss her baby with, that's some shit

But I'm rare tot he game, I'm so addicted

But to the niggaz that I love I'm slightly more commited

[Hook]

[French montana]

It's the new york supplier man (yeah)

We got plenty money

Ain't any nigga hotter than (yeah, yeah)

We got plenty money

It's them coke boyz, not again (yeah)

We got plenty money

It's the new york supplier man (yeah)

We got plenty money