[Watch] French Montana Releases His Track “Double G” featuring Pop Smoke

Look, I said I’m a double G, please don’t trouble me / Rocks all in my socks, guns up in my brief / If a n**** movin’ wok that’s when he gon’ see / All the Woos pop out the cut, tottin’ .33s,” raps Pop Smoke. 

French Montana releases “Double G” featuring a posthumous verse from Pop Smoke. Montana revealed to Apple Music that he debated on whether or not he should release the track. “A lot of people don’t realize how close me and Pop Smoke was,” mentions French. “Once we met, we just became real close, and studio time, studio after studio, we just built that bond, and we came out with, almost like a project together; that’s how many songs we had,” he added. 

The Coke Boys rapper announced on Wednesday in an Instagram Post,  that he would be releasing the track “Double G.” He captioned the post “Been a shitty year for all of us. After I lost my brothers left and right, it took me a minute to get my head back in the game… DOUBLE G featuring @realpopsmoke out Friday!!! NEW YORK STAND UP.” 

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MY BROTHER’S POETRY… Look, I said I’m a double G Please don’t trouble me, Rocks all in my socks, guns up in my brief If a n***a move n wocky that’s when we gon see the woos pop out the cut, totin thirty-three I’m tall, skinny, handsome, she like you a gorgeous, little gangster she said I talk like a taurus, but I fuck like a cancer and a bunch of young n***a’s that’ll make you run n***a Even with a gun n***a, I’m the wrong one, n***a I’m the main one, I can’t run, my eyes red like Saint John Broke down to work on 8 corners now my crib like 8 farms, My n***a’s pop up like state farm I pull up in about 8 foreigns I hit it and run, like I got 8 warrants, $800K chorus That’s why this bitch calling Maury, in the Aston Martin Looking like Lawrence in the third lane like I’m a tourist, Yelling what what what like I’m Nore Know them Cokeboys get it cheaper, Got my top down, got my feet up N***a sleep, that’s when we creep up Smoking on that either , cup of lean I pull up in that, you can’t afford this Fresh up off the block, now I’m on the forbes list I’m walkin down your block like I’m a tourist Packs in it, dark tint it, black camaro Got the cubans for the stash, I’m Rob-ert Deniro Flying lears, millionaires King Arthur, grab a chair Where’s fire there’s smoke G5’s in the air French and pop smoke blowing smoke that throne see it clear 💨

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