This ditty is a lyrical testament to French Montana's unapologetic return to the rap game. The recurring "Lucy" could be an ambiguous reference to a past love or perhaps a metaphor for his former life. Our protagonist is seen reminiscing about his roots, flaunting his successes, and throwing shade at those who imitate his style. His journey from the streets of New York to stardom is peppered with nostalgic nods to cultural icons and subtle jabs at naysayers. The catchy refrain of "back on that ass" serves as a defiant declaration of his comeback, while also adding a dash of playful audacity. So brace yourselves folks, French Montana is back in town and he's not going anywhere! #UnapologeticallyBack #DrippingInSuccess
That Way
Lyrics
Lucy, I remember Lucy (oh)
Lucy, I remember Lucy (yeah)
Lucy, I remember Lucy
Montana, back on that ass
Coke Wave, back on that ass
Wavy crock, back on that ass (aw yeah)
Back on that ass (Montana)
Lucy, huh
Ayy, watch how I flip it, bag it
Switched it up, the rappin'
Queens, Harlem, Brooklyn, Manhattan
Bronx never capped it, put it on the map
And the city on my back, took my flow, jacked it
All my team want it, I'm Leonard, Raptors
Michael Jackson, Tyson, jabbed him
Millie, you actin' walk with a hundred
She Kodak, flashin', diamonds, I'm laughing
Bought diamonds in the jeweler, all my dogs knew her
Drip, drip, Lucy, Biggie, juicy
You talkin' to me Jack? You hatin', you know me
You nosebleed, I'm floor seats
Back on that ass
Montana, back on that ass
Coke Wave, back on that ass
Wavy crock, back on that ass
Coke Boys, back on that ass
That way, wave, and you know me (dat way)
Drip, drop, yeah, and you know me (dat way)
She's a Lucy, yeah, and you know it (dat way)
Bit loosie, yeah, and you know it (dat way)
Skate, keep O.J
Triple fat goose or the three-quarter North Face?
Thought I was a ball player (ball player)
Lucy, jumped in the two-seat
Slim like Karreuche, press gas, take off
Bad and boujee, a pillow full of makeup
I'm the Undertaker, I black out, drinkin'
Addies, wear off, what the fuck I'm thinkin'?
Before I get to the crib, my shawty start tweakin'
Right by the fire, Frank, throw the mink in
Came with the Lynch Mob, Coke Wave squad
Aim for the moon, got the Wraith with the stars
Yeah, back on that ass
Coke Wave, back on that ass
Wavy crock, back on that ass
Coke Boys, back on that ass
That way, wave, and you know me (dat way)
Drip, drop, yeah, and you know me (dat way)
She's a Lucy, yeah, and you know it (dat way)
Bit loosie, yeah, and you know it (dat way)
Lucy, I remember Lucy
Lucy, I remember Lucy
Lucy, I remember Lucy
Lucy, I remember Lucy
Writer(s): Karim Kharbouch, Paul Couture, Stephen Cropper, Donald Dunn, Al Jackson, Booker T Jones Jr., Edward Archer, Hoard Thompson, James Brown, Willie Hines, Andre Weston
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Hipgnosis Songs Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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