French Montana and Max B Deliver Premium Luxury Vibrations on New Single “Toastee“
The legendary wave never truly dies, and hip-hop’s favorite duo just loaded up another high-end celebration. Tucked cleanly into their massive joint album Wave Gods 2: Cosmos Brothers, French Montana and Max B keep the party moving with their slick, ultra-melodic new anthem “Toastee.”
Released via Coke Boys Records, the track is a masterclass in effortless chemistry. Clocking in at a brisk, high-octane two minutes and 44 seconds, producers Jacquez “Q” Markel Swanigan and Gerald “Gino” Devaughn Haddon craft a vibrant, club-ready landscape that allows both artists to swap flexes with absolute ease.
The mix is incredibly crisp. Audio engineers DeVonne “Knice” Knights and Jelani “Jay B Frosty” Bodden deliver a pristine, luxury soundscape where smooth melodies collide with heavy basslines, completely skipping dense storytelling in favor of pure, unadulterated lifestyle bragging.
It feels like a tropical vacation. To elevate the track’s status, the official music video dropped on July 12 to bring the over-the-top energy directly to the screen, packing a massive yacht party with glamorous women and completely surreal visual touches like a glowing dolphin and an iguana.
It is a wildly entertaining spectacle. Serving as a crucial visual centerpiece for the entire album campaign, this release proves their collaborative magic is completely timeless. Head over to Spotify or Apple Music to stream the track immediately.
Quotable Lyrics:
F**kin’ stripper h*es over Addys (Over Addys)
Ayy, where the afterparty? Send the addy (Send the addy)
Black truck full of h*es, told ’em all, “B*tch, pop somethin'” (Skrrt)
Told her throw it in a circle, make it shake somethin’
Round after round, yeah, everybody break somethin’
Lateesha, one thick, can’t take nothin’ (Ah, hey)
Oh, that’s your b*tch? She took her ring off (Her ring off, ayy)
If I tell you that I need it, do it mean somethin’? (Mean somethin’)
Bad b*tches set it off, Queen Latifah (Ah, ha)
Bad h*es fall in love too quick (Too quick)
She want double-C to match my wrist (Match my wrist, ayy)
She wanted bags ’cause she heard I’m rich (Ayy)
Wanna call her best friend for an overseas trip (Overseas trip)
Threw a party on the yacht, left ’em on the coast
She put the gun inside her mouth, let her drive the boat (Drive the boat)
This a bad b*tch party, had to raise a toast (Woo)
I got baby by the seaside naked (Hey)
Sippin’ too much Don, gettin’ wasted (What?)
Can’t take ’em top floor, too basic (Hey, ha)
Bad h*es fall in love too quick (Too quick)
She want double-C to match my wrist (Match my wrist, ayy)
She wanted bags ’cause she heard I’m rich
Wanna call her best friend for an overseas trip (Overseas trip)
Threw a party on the yacht, left ’em on the coast
She put the gun inside her mouth, let her drive the boat (Drive the boat, woo)
This a bad b*tch party, had to raise a toast (Raise a toast)
Toastee
This a bad b*tch party, had to raise a toast (Raise a toast)
Toastee
This a bad b*tch party, had to raise a toast (Raise a toast)
Yeah, bad b*tch dirty, told her get in cup (Get in cup)
Mad liquor f**k a nigga liver up
Yeah, get a backend, live it up
They be lettin’ ni**as f**k your algorithm up
B*tch a** so fat, call her stink butt
Let’s go hit the afterparty, we could link up
Cosmos got music in the tank, bud (Bud)
Half a million dollars worth of links, bud (Bud)
Baby girl takin’ pictures from the waist up (Waist up)
A** down (A** down), face up
Toastee
This a bad b*tch party, had to raise a toast
Toastee
This a bad b*tch party, had to raise a toast
