Montana

[Chorus] Speaking off the way, I feel like Tony Montana Live a double life, feeling Hannah Montana Got a good cookie on me, better than your grandma Yeah, I do, yeah, I do [Post-Chorus] I wanna eat that boy up, look like he wanna be dinner He's all over me, see my waist is getting thinner I've been getting money out the motherfucking country Finding for this shit, I already told you, I was hungry [Verse] He want a piece like bacon, la-la-la I fuck them good like make it He say, “Are you made of crackers? Are you Satan?” I say, “I don't know, babe, I’m just blazing” What is your ex's number? That pussy all look like a raisin Paper chasing, bitches glazing Everything I do is history and I’m making Even when on some chill shit and she's cracking I'll say it, I got a big head look like Verruca Salt I went to cunt city and nobody knew ya’ (Knew ya’) You tried to fuck my home Girl, but she won't escort ya I'm trying to get the whole world to see the picture [Chorus] Speaking off the way, I feel like Tony Montana Live a double life, feeling Hannah Montana Got a good cookie on me, better than your grandma Yeah, I do, yeah, I do Speaking off the way, I feel like Tony Montana Live a double life, feeling Hannah Montana Got a good cookie on me, better than your grandma Yeah, I do, yeah, I do