London Nights Lyrics – French Montana, Max B

Read the full London Nights lyrics by French Montana and Max B from the album Wave Gods 2: Cosmos Brothers along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy French Montana’s music, you can also explore Just a Lil Bit and Go Ladies, two other songs by French Montana.

[Intro: Max B]
Yeah
This one of them ones right here
We gon’ top all this s*it here
Yeah

[Chorus: Max B]
Only life I knew, in the life from the go
New York City streets, only nights I go
Don Montega, Boss Don Snow
The b!tches love my song, we the Cosmos Bros
Hundred on the watch, n!gga, I’m all froze

She loving on the d!ck, I was child number four
Should’ve seen the sign, s*it was what I’m looking for
Flip that palm, get the dough, get back home, get the most

[Verse 1: French Montana]
I done lost my bros to this life I chose
I took my tears, turned ’em iced-out gold
When it’s nice, I roll, when it’s lights, I show
We’re the Cosmo Brothers, Coke Wave Narcos
Blacked-out Rolls and coupe top down go
Never backdoor bros, n!ggas dying by hoes
(??), we high on that road
B!tches drop down low, you know everything goes
Three-point-five, Narcos, twenty, three tracks with no features
My b!tch loyal like the locks, we out in Costa Rica
Gotta get rich on your own is what they never teach you
But fu*k the politics, we only care ’bout who got it cheaper

[Chorus: Max B]
Only life I knew, in the life from the go
New York City streets, only nights I go
Don Montega, Boss Don Snow
The b!tches love my song, we the Cosmos Bros
Hundred on the watch, n!gga, I’m all froze
She loving on the d!ck, I was child number four

Should’ve seen the sign, s*it was what I’m looking for
Flip that palm, get the dough, get back home, get the most

[Verse 2: Max B]
Yeah, went back home to get the toast
Light that bong, hit the smoke
Sit back,

[palm s*it, float]

[1:54]
(??) all stitched up
Look, I was born with the wave
Did a little dip, mix the coke

Stood a little tipsy, but still go
(??) licking her lips, miss the boat
It’s cheese, fish and grits
Lobster, shrimp loafs
I can stop and hit the floats
Prophecy’s in motion
Stick if I believe
Stopping all (??)
Three-point-five
Narcos was the post

[Chorus: Max B]
Only life I knew, in the life from the go
New York City streets, only nights I go
Don Montega, Boss Don Snow
The b!tches love my song, we the Cosmos Bros
Hundred on the watch, n!gga, I’m all froze
She loving on the d!ck, I was child number four
Should’ve seen the sign, s*it was what I’m looking for
Flip that palm, get the dough, get back home, get the most