"This N That" lyrics
(feat. French Montana)
(Wasn't for that)
(It could be a better world)
(If it wasn't for this)
(And wasn't for that)
If it wasn't for this it wouldn't be that
You heard?
Montana
[French Montana:]
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
And niggas broker than my pride
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we'll be spending
Came from the bottom, now all my niggas winning
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
Hundred on the watch, I'm shining every minute
[Ace Hood:]
Yeah – I remember nights on those porches
I'm dreaming Porsches and Benzes
Drinking Hennessey plotting on other ways I could win
Back in the day I was troubled when knickerbockers was in
Mama off in the kitchen cooking my favourite again
Had my sights on a million, most my niggas was dealing
Stashing that work in them Civics, running that boy like Emmitt
Hopping up in that new Chevy, that bitch was too pussy tinted
Heard them jack boys are lurking, bet I'll be one of the victims
A cold world, a cold world
Trying to make a dollar for my daughter and my ol' girl
Gotta make a way, I'm chasing paper, Maybach chauffeur
If you don't grind then you don't shine, nigga, that's word
Eh, that's word – I say, "Hey, young world. How you doing today?"
"You ever ran out of answers. All you could do is pray?"
She told me, "Baby, you'll recover." What my granny would say
Don't got no grudge with my daddy, a millionaire to this day
I taught myself how to be a man, ain't no father to thank
I felt that nigga should be around just to show me the way
Just know he wasn't, I was out here thugging
Looking at them dope boys stunting, fours on them Cutlass
Pockets full of them hundreds, bitches love it, low-key in buckets
No kind of budget, screaming, "Fuck it!" when you came from nothing
Came from nothing, word
(If it wasn't for this)
(And wasn't for that)
[French Montana:]
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
And niggas broker than my pride
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we'll be spending
Came from the bottom, now all my niggas winning
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
Hundred on the watch, I'm shining every minute
[Ace Hood:]
Okay I hustle, it's off the muscle, this shit my religion
Youngin focused, I'm on it, and I wanted to seize every figure
Had to make our way out the struggle and sacrifice with decisions
Riding low in the Taurus, I always prayed for the Bentley
Had a whole other mission, to get rich on you bitches
Tired of going to the bank and they say my funds insufficient
Only one thing to do, I had to go out and get it
Always wanted to ball, I had to play my position
And I did just that, put on my city in fact
I kept a mil' in my safe, and plus there's 12 in the gat
200k for the whip, you see the 30-day tag?
I'm on a boat with some bitches, I give a fuck if you mad
We living – straight out the gutter to making millions
And I did it with real niggas
(If it wasn't for this)
(And wasn't for that)
[French Montana:]
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
And niggas broker than my pride
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we'll be spending
Came from the bottom, now all my niggas winning
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
Hundred on the watch, I'm shining every minute
(It could be a better world)
(If it wasn't for this)
(And wasn't for that)
If it wasn't for this it wouldn't be that
You heard?
Montana
[French Montana:]
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
And niggas broker than my pride
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we'll be spending
Came from the bottom, now all my niggas winning
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
Hundred on the watch, I'm shining every minute
[Ace Hood:]
Yeah – I remember nights on those porches
I'm dreaming Porsches and Benzes
Drinking Hennessey plotting on other ways I could win
Back in the day I was troubled when knickerbockers was in
Mama off in the kitchen cooking my favourite again
Had my sights on a million, most my niggas was dealing
Stashing that work in them Civics, running that boy like Emmitt
Hopping up in that new Chevy, that bitch was too pussy tinted
Heard them jack boys are lurking, bet I'll be one of the victims
A cold world, a cold world
Trying to make a dollar for my daughter and my ol' girl
Gotta make a way, I'm chasing paper, Maybach chauffeur
If you don't grind then you don't shine, nigga, that's word
Eh, that's word – I say, "Hey, young world. How you doing today?"
"You ever ran out of answers. All you could do is pray?"
She told me, "Baby, you'll recover." What my granny would say
Don't got no grudge with my daddy, a millionaire to this day
I taught myself how to be a man, ain't no father to thank
I felt that nigga should be around just to show me the way
Just know he wasn't, I was out here thugging
Looking at them dope boys stunting, fours on them Cutlass
Pockets full of them hundreds, bitches love it, low-key in buckets
No kind of budget, screaming, "Fuck it!" when you came from nothing
Came from nothing, word
(If it wasn't for this)
(And wasn't for that)
[French Montana:]
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
And niggas broker than my pride
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we'll be spending
Came from the bottom, now all my niggas winning
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
Hundred on the watch, I'm shining every minute
[Ace Hood:]
Okay I hustle, it's off the muscle, this shit my religion
Youngin focused, I'm on it, and I wanted to seize every figure
Had to make our way out the struggle and sacrifice with decisions
Riding low in the Taurus, I always prayed for the Bentley
Had a whole other mission, to get rich on you bitches
Tired of going to the bank and they say my funds insufficient
Only one thing to do, I had to go out and get it
Always wanted to ball, I had to play my position
And I did just that, put on my city in fact
I kept a mil' in my safe, and plus there's 12 in the gat
200k for the whip, you see the 30-day tag?
I'm on a boat with some bitches, I give a fuck if you mad
We living – straight out the gutter to making millions
And I did it with real niggas
(If it wasn't for this)
(And wasn't for that)
[French Montana:]
Bad bitches, top down
Foreign cars, popping bottles
And niggas broker than my pride
We giving niggas what they want
Dirty money we'll be spending
Came from the bottom, now all my niggas winning
Pull up in that drop, niggas get offended
Hundred on the watch, I'm shining every minute
Writer(s): Karim Kharbouch, Antoine McColister, Bryan Johnson, Mevin L. Riviere
