Date 2022-06-24
Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music
French Montana collaborates with Harry Fraud on the new “Bricks & Bags” track featuring Jadakiss & Benny The Butcher. The song was produced by Harry Fraud Listen, watch the video, stream, read the lyrics, buy the piece of music.
French Montana & Harry Fraud Bricks & Bags
In just a few days, Hip Hop will receive a new hitter courtesy of French Montana and Harry Fraud. The duo has come together to release their joint project Montega, and now that they’ve already gifted fans with “Drive By” featuring Babyface Ray, the duo returns with another stunner. “Bricks & Bags,” a track that hosts looks from Benny The Butcher and Jadakiss, also arrives with a visual that shows magic being made in the studio.
“For ‘Bricks and Bags,’ me and Fraud wanted to bring together two artists that, to me represent that impeccable Cokeboy sound” French told Complex. “Jadakiss gave me one of my first major co-signs when we did ‘New York Minute’ in 2009. Benny continues to show why he is one of the best artists to emerge out of the East Coast in the past few years.”
Fraud added, “On ‘Bricks and Bags,’ me and French wanted to create a record that brought us back to that grimy New York Era that shaped our youth; a hard-hitting beat with two of the deadliest lyricists in the game. Steel sharpens steel and this song personifies that.”
French Montana & Harry Fraud – Bricks & Bags (ft. Jadakiss & Benny The Butcher) (prod. Harry Fraud)
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Lyrics
[Intro: Benny The Butcher & French Montana]
I should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin’ dope, boy (Dope, boy)
The Butcher comin’, nigga
Should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin’ coke, boy (Coke, boy)
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
You know how this street shit go
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher & French Montana]
What y’all niggas expect from me? It was destiny
I grinded accessibly, put rocks on the neck of me
This coupe I got from duPont Registry
The standard of hammer, in my all rooms, I get a new Glock every week
My old bitch think I’m too rich to send an Uber
My new bitch wanna get pieces made for my jeweller
Drive-by’s with rugers, twenty racks for the shooter
The FBI heard I can make cocaine like I’m Scooter
The letter told my nigga in jail, told him he blessed
He said, “You gotta hold us down, you the only one left”, yeah
Responsibility come with the opportunity
Don’t want no crooked preacher lyin’ in my eulogy
Hoes think they usin’ me, I got her out the country eatin’ beautifully
Spent a couple hunnid on her charcuterie
War endorsement, war with law enforcement
‘Til my lawn full of Maybachs and small Porsches
Let’s go (Haan)
[Chorus: Benny The Butcher & French Montana]
I should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin’ dope, boy (Dope, boy, Montana)
I should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin’ dope, boy (Haan)
I should have signed to Coke Boy, but I was sellin’ coke, boy (Coke, boy, Montana)
I should have signed to Coke Boy, but I was sellin’ coke, boy (Coke, boy)
[Verse 2: French Montana]
Coke Boys charged double in the drought
Hack busted in her stomach, started foamin’ out the mouth (Woo)
On strays, broad day, think they like sweet
And my youngin got the K like Skete (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Before you try and surf, let the wave break (Break)
Let the cake bake (Bake)
Talkin’ summers, I done had a whole decade straight (Haan)
Her eyes dilated, we gon’ miss dinner
She on E! like her manager was Kris Jenner (Ah)
Need a brick in a brown bag? Sign to me
Never let nobody live in your mind for free (Ah)
And when you get tested, you get your answers
Block pitchin’, jumpin’ like Miles Bridges (Uh)
Could have signed to Cash Money but I was gettin’ cash money
Knicks game, floor seats next to Van Gundy (Ah)
Coke Boy co-founder, head cracked like I was nose-divin’
At the met gala with no stylist, haan (Ah)
[Chorus: Benny The Butcher, French Montana & Jadakiss]
I should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin’ dope, boy (Dope, boy, Montana)
I should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin’ dope, boy (Haan)
I should have signed to Coke Boy, but I was sellin’ coke, boy (Coke, boy, Montana, haha)
I should have signed to Coke Boy, but I was sellin’ coke, boy (Coke, boy)
[Verse 3: Jadakiss & French Montana]
Yeah, they hit niggas with the RICO (Uh-huh)
The only drill he ever been on was from Home Depot (Haha)
It’s never your enemy, it’s always your own people (Yeah)
Pride was the reason he died, no ego (No ego)
You know me, you know me, the don Jada (Yeah)
I’m out there, morning shit for the Montega (Woo)
Work touched down, I sold it, I ain’t hold it (Uh-uh)
Twelve hours, hand to hand, no COVID (Nope)
We just rubbin’ bands, the money, we don’t fold it (Never)
As far as the account of me goes, we control it (We control it)
You have a lil’ luck if you came up (Uh)
Ask me, fentanyl is fuckin’ the game up (Hmm)
You get your chain jumped, just play the game proper (That’s it)
Playin’ with your nose or is you a fane popper? (Fane popper)
Knockin’ off half in zips, just another day at the office
Bags and bricks, what’s up? (Haan)
[Chorus: Jadakiss & French Montana]
I could’ve signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin’ dope, boy (Dope boy, haan)
I could’ve signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin’ dope, boy (Dope boy, haha)
I could’ve signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin’ dope, boy (Dope boy, don’t worry about it)
[Outro: Jadakiss]
I was sellin’ it all, haha
