20 of the Best Lyrics from French Montana’s ‘Jungle Rules’ Album

"Ay, hit the game, put the wave in it/Go, go on tap your veins, put the needle in it/I, I snatch you by your head like an eagle did it/Shootout with the police like Sigel did it/Middle of the streets like The Beatles did it/Can't be in it when you leave, or they leave you in it" - French Montana

"Ballin', took the whistle from the ref and made my own calls/From the pens, got my homie on the phone call/No work, money goes under the mattress only/Hands clean, got some youngins that'll back it for me/Really skatin' budget, conflict diamonds only/Made my vow to the game, boy, that's matrimony" - Chinx

"No time for restin'/My life's invested in bein' a fuckin' legend/An icon, tryna cement it/I'm treatin' every year like it's game 7/I feel like problems in my city been deaded/I feel like me and my niggas are unthreatened/My new girl hate it when I'm always spendin'/I guess I gotta get used to it 'cause of my exes" - The Weeknd

"Room, room full of ether clouds, you don't want no smoke/’Fore, before I choke, baby, I'ma choke 'em from their choker/Only the red in my eyes see where you come from/We, we the gang, either you run with or run from/I, I'm the head, rockin' bet it's re-up in the sock/Me, me and Max hit the block like Karl Malone, Stockton" - French Montana

"Hit it, top down, gang with me/Throwing up five cities/Trapping through the boost phone, buying those minutes/Me and Trav in that four, running through limits/Fucking with your boy, man sky ain't the limit/Now Sky-Dweller OG five with the chemist, ah" - French Montana

"’Bout to go drive my Diablo/Grab the stick and wheel with my eyes closed/All up in yo phone, fucking on my model/On the narcos, feel like Pablo/Got my first chain, was rose golden/White bitches on me like I'm Kobe/Turn my jewellery to my trainer/Tell ’em 'Ice me,' ’cause I'm swollen" - Travis Scott

"Chanel scarf like rainbow barf/$1,000 sip, nigga, this ain't yo' cloth/You ain't dripping nigga, that ain't no sauce/I can see the noodles, that shit made for poodles/I'm thinking ’bout the LaFerrari coupe/1.8, the option is the roof
Greens is a secret to the youth/Your goals are malnourished nigga, please spit the juice" - Pharrell Williams

"Tried to put me in a box, I'm in the box office/All the rocks made shawty blow my socks off/Coke boy white, Mac Miller, Reggie Miller/Shoot to kill her, canary quarterback, Steelers/White villa from crack dealing/Now Cîroc French Vanilla, garage like a dealer/I kill 'em softly, Lauryn Hill 'em, get ’em off me/Crib Calabasas on the hill" - French Montana

"Came from the bottom, watch what I do/You bunch of internet thugs, Yahoo/You got a buzz, I'm the whole field/Ask your bitch, I'm a dope deal/Try to book me for my watch/I'll book 'em for a show, let his mama watch/Call the coroner and call the pastor/And grab a casket, my chest christens in the laughter" - French Montana

"Look at my diamonds dancing/Look at the bitches panic/Young nigga trappin' out the mansion/I'm higher than the Grand Canyon/You know I'm walking with the cannon/I got Dakota Fanning/I'm balling shoulda played with Kansas/But I taught her how to get the Benjis" - Quavo

"Hoppin' up stage, got my diamonds, dirty dancin'/You know I work dirty, got ’em higher than a parasail/Tell my other bitch I'm on my other bitch, yeah/I just do that shit to make my other bitch jealous/40 in the kitchen and then he whippin' up the dressin'/Every time you call, I be like, look, hold on, don't stress me" - French Montana

"In Atlanta out with Flocka, spinnin' 'round with Gucci/Had the white like sushi and the brown like Karrueche/Got the score like the Fugees, cash money like Tunechi/They all love me like I'm Boosie, G'd up, fuck this Gucci/Gotta leave it up to God, cook it up and dry it/Hit the 9-5, hustlin' was a job"

"Blue cheese, revenue/I got a bitch that's selling on the avenue/And when he suck up L.A., man I hate to do it/But I'll still get ’em whacked for a band or two/And nigga really though, ain't going back and forth with you, we ain't on a tennis court/And niggas talk big, when you see ’em, they don't handle business though/They wanna let down" - T.I.

"My driveway cost a couple million just in cars/That loud weight, I just drop some chickens in that hole/Fly by you in that brand new Tesla like a shark/Ménage à, I just had a threesome with your broad/I got bitches on me, ayy and I know they want me to raw dog/I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana" - Young Thug

"I'ma catch that off the rim/And I hope your man cool when I'm calling you/Don't be acting like Iggy all fancy/Shoutout to Selena for the mansion/Shawty on the Bieber, she dancing/Catch me with J Lo in the Hamptons/Shawty got a groove, let's make this a vibe/Back at the crib, playing bogus or not" - French Montana

"Ride like a foreigner/Golden State Warrior
Same bars by the show, you know/One show, what you get for a tour, you know/You want my face on the wall, you know/Fuck niggas motive was my motivation/Money on the floor, built the foundation" - French Montana

"Hope you never get famous/Flying low with the angels/They said, 'Fake it 'til you make it'/I guess you fake when you make it/I told you, 'Stick to the basics'/Built an empire started from the basement/If you tryna fix a glass that's broken, you know it might cut ya"

"Young Blood, 212 with a 12 gauge pump/Try to bring the foreigns out, hit the hood like Trump/Hills party like Women's March, piranhas killin' sharks/You ain't built, don't talk too much cloth/Mi young boys hit you, have you drippin' too much sauce/Hooked up to the IV, yeah, few months off/Snipe squad, roof top, dump, free Bump Stacks/Wanna catch me slippin' like they caught Meek on the steps"

"’Cause you control my vices/I just want to fuck you on your nice shit/Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis/You control my vices/We was up grindin' on the night shift/All that gave my dog suicidal crisis/Priceless, I just want to fuck you in your white dress/I'll bet, oh I think she like it"

"Buy my shoes small, goin' toe to toe/I burn my bridges, I'ma call the boat/Willie beaming with the audible/Ballin' like I'm Earl Manigault/They counted us out/The bag is a mountain/I fucked my accountant/That pussy's a fountain/I pledge of allegiance/You better believe it/I boarded a flight/Trump fucked up a Visa"