Chipotle

[Intro: Montana Bucks]

Uhh, Montana, Fetty Cash

P-Dice, Remy Boyz, 1738

[Hook: Montana Bucks] [2x]

I met my connect up in Chipotle

Remy Boyz, back to back in Dolce

Gabbana, that's designer

Remy Boyz all about them commas

[Verse 1: Montana Bucks]

I met my connect up in Chipotle

Smoking on this dope, I let it rotate

I swear these niggas so fake

Got a bad bitch, she go both ways

She Madonna or Rihanna

And I even let her hit the ganja

I remember when she used to drive the Honda

Got a Spanish bitch, her name Yolanda

I let her suck my dick, I'm like mañana

I pull up in that motherfucking Tonka

Your bitch looking at me like she want a sponsor

She pulling down my pants like you a monster, let's go

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]

I met my connect up in Chipotle

I re-up a hundred times every four days

Fuck the block, started trapping out the hallways

Bitch, I just want the top, fuck a foreplay

I'm with three bitches, you know I'm coming

I took these bitches to the carpet and we all fucking

And all these bitches jumps, I just connect the wires

And I just rolled the 32nd, cannot find my lighter

And I'll shoot your ass quick boy, I ain't tryna fight ya

And how you know she suck my dick and then go fucking wife her?

He said I never met the plug, it almost had me crying

He said I never sold a drug, it almost had me dying, squad!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: P-Dice]

I met my connect in Chipotle and I peace from being down

Bout the heffas and cocaine while we feasting, we in town

Puffing up on the marijuan, run up and get paralyzed

Selling hot and you're hearing it, you don't act like you hearing nah

Balling we made it it, man your last shit I hated it

You ain't lasting, that's common fact

We the best, let's remind them that

Treat your bitch to a [?] and she ask where the condom at

Treat your bitch to a [?] and she ask where the condom at

Nigga trust me I'm weeded as hell, so high that Jesus could tell

I cash any, pass me the weight, I'm out 'fore I finish my plate

Trust me I'm weeded as hell, so high that Jesus could tell

I cash any, pass me the weight, I'm out 'fore I finish my plate

[Hook]