Montana

[Intro] Ayy, ayy (Montana) Danny Franchise, you did it again Ayy, ayy (Montana) Man you know we splat shit Ayy, ayy (Montana) Know we be baggin' shit Ayy, ayy (Montana) (And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it) [Verse 1] Ay, mop the floor on the house, I was just on car I was plottin' on a body since a nigga in kindergarten They call me Joker don't fool me Carl Put the dick in my stick 'cause I'm paranoid We hit hard like I'm lifting the weights Hunnid K in the bank and I made in a day I gotta do a drill I got me a wraith Get the momma if she squealin' take off her face My lawyer caucasian he beating my cases Ay, look at they faces, they said I won't make it And I'm poppin' my shit, bitch you know that it stains Hе took me on the drill and then I startеd blankin' I'ma let the nigga know that this shit murder How the fuck nigga bitch niggas in my circle Too many bullets on the opps, I was splurgin' Not catchin' no bodies? The fuck is yo' purpose Bitch nigga put that work, get him shirted Two choppas and the bowls in the back so I'm dirty I'ma dump the whole clip, I don't show no mercy Bitch, I'm shootin' shit for real should have gave me a jersey Got some Grape Street Crippers and they post in the Jerseys Took the pack from the plug when a nigga tried to serve me Hunnid hoes pour in up, so I talk a lil' slurry Nigga dissed on my brother, so his ass got buried [Chorus] Do the math with the buy, I'ma find the circumference Better know what it is, don't be making assumptions He makin' no sense, bitch stop all that nonsense White boy in the cut and he shoot, Luka Dončić I roll up a blunt and you know that it's runted Bitch I roll up a opp, so you know he got blunted Ran off on the plug, then I ran into to the Tony Ran off on that nigga as soon as front of me [Verse 2] Ay, my nigga Shotta Fam, you know that he under me If you fuck with my nigga, then I put you under me Insane in asylum my dawg just be hunting me I'm watching my back, bitch you know you not gunning me Don't you call me lil' brother, you niggas not sonning me Knock that bitch out the clothes make his mom do the laundry My dick in her tummy, I say that it's Sunny D My choppa so big that it look it's Heavy D It's a whole lot of dope in the pot with some recipe He think about testing me, choppa protecting me This bitch started ripping this clip is dissecting bitches Don't you hop in the water, it's hot, don't you intervene My shooter, he shooting shit like he was elevate I be on lean, I'm leaning on Riri I'm smoking a blunt while I'm fucking on Kiki Fucked up in the 'cat while I fuck, bitch I'm geekin' Red tip, blue tip, these not BB's Sip up when wintertime, niggas ain't seeme Nigga wanna jack, so the pussy nigga got beat Put the gun to yo' back, turn the fight to a track meet And the gun automatic, so it clap on a fast beat Couple guns in the attic, 'cause it got a lil' dirty When the sun hit the Patek make that bitch start flirting Make a son in the pussy, then I make her take a Plan B [Chorus] Do the math with the brick, I'ma find the circumference Better know what it is, don't be making assumptions He makin' no sense, bitch stop all that nonsense White boy in the cut and he shoot, Luka Dončić I roll up a blunt and you know that it's runted Bitch I roll up a opp, so you know he got blunted Ran off on the plug, then I ran into to the Tony Ran off on that nigga as soon as he front of me