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Montana99
Montana99
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KindenThe3rd
KindenThe3rd
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Lyrics

Jay Montana man
Hop in that SRT
Hop in that SRT
Hop in that SRT
Fuck it
Hop in that SRT
Diamonds, they wet like beach
Smoking on za, bitch I can't sleep
Sipping on lean, bitch I can't see
I'm balling so hard these **** reach
King of this shit like Meech
Hot box whip, bitch I can't breathe
Pushing that button, I don't got no keys
Hop inna coupe and I swerve
These **** get on my nerves
They keep on texting me what is the word
But when I was down bad, man I couldn't be heard
Talking on gang, now that boy inna dirt
Fuck it, that boy on a shirt
Balling so hard, bitch I feel like I'm Dirk
I'm making these hits, bitch I'm getting to work
GLE Coupe, a whole lotta space
Beam onna gun, I aim at ya face
Walking around, the gun on my waist
Talking on gang, we knock out ya taste
Getting the bread, I'm getting the chase
You got a gap, we aim at ya brace
Stick with a drum, I spray it like mace
Hop inna v, now who wanna race
My **** slide, we booming like bass
You a lil boy, just stay in ya place
I'm number one, I feel like an Ace
We run in his crib and we don't leave a trace
Okay, okay
You talking on gang, Imma shoot
Beam onna gun, Imma aim at ya tooth
We dropping the top, Imma hang out the roof
I make a hit when I hop inna booth
Caught that boy lacking, now he onna news
Feel like I'm Bob, I keep me a tool
Diamonds they wet, they wet like a pool
My shorty bad, your bitch like a Moose
Gun got a kick, it kicking like Bruce
He see the stick, now he want a truce
Sipping on lean, I sip it like juice
Bitch I been balling like Kobe
Trust, Imma get what you owe me
**** be snitching, they talking to police
**** be switching, these **** be phony
Hop inna v, bitch I'm pushing the stoley
Got a white plug, his name Toby
You not my brother, so why would you bro me
My shooters pull up and flash like Adobe
Thirty with me, I'm keeping a stick
Run up on me, I'm upping the blick
Your bitch a thot, she fuck onna clique
Got a white plug, that **** name nick
Twin onna block, he flipping a brick
Toolie with me, the choppa got kick
Hop in that SRT
Diamonds, they wet like beach
Smoking on za, bitch I can't sleep
Sipping on lean, bitch I can't see
I'm balling so hard these **** reach
King of this shit like Meech
Hot box whip, bitch I can't breathe
Pushing that button, I don't got no keys
Hop inna coupe and I swerve
These **** get on my nerves
They keep on texting me what is the word
But when I was down bad, man I couldn't be heard
Talking on gang, now that boy inna dirt
Fuck it, that boy on a shirt
Balling so hard, bitch I feel like I'm Dirk
I'm making these hits, bitch I'm getting to work
Written by: Brizzle Montana
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