God´s Body

[Verse 1: French Montana] Brazil, Canary, young Ronaldo Miller convo, high with the sheek, Khalifa condo Watchin Rondo, Boston George On a cross with they closed caskets, before they open doors I pray for Mecca, flood my neck up I hit her raw, let her go see the doctors, that's how I get my checkup Tables turnin, pots burnin I don't hear them niggas talkin, Def squad, Eric Sermon EPMD, got E, P's and D Crack some flavors, totems, mother nature Shout to Harry, military Nigga mind with a military grind, that’s necessary That’s my nigga Chinx, icy watch, niggas blink Throw the mink in the fire like my nigga Frank Upper echelon, doin shit you never on Coke Boy til my last breath....Gone [Verse 2: Chinx Drugz] Sicillian, said dealer dons penmanship Dark sentences, couldn’t ride, got denied membership, auto Benedict White Benzes’s, 5% shit Kick open them doors and bring yo niggas in, G citizen Flood law like 5 dealerships, God feelin shit Life’s a puzzle, wise niggas die, try finish it Died as a glorious king, most benevolent Delegate the business with my fellowship, Queens resident Never hesitant, seems evident DEA couldn’t build a case without the evidence Shot work like a sensi, tu comprende? Motion picture shit, fuck around and win a Oscar de la Renta You gain the world then it’s all yours We stash money in the floor boards, numbers on them snow boards Plenty accolades, more wars Made it out the slums where yo closest niggas clap, no applause Coke Boys still be on, cus Siglier boomin, it’s Young Vito Corleone