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montana of 300 - bodak yellow [remix] lyrics

you a p-ssy you get popped, no janitor i keep the mop
that b-tch on me when i shop, so come my way like fetty wap
i slide for real i’m on your heels when i pull up no ankle socks
it’s going down relax a n-gg- like yung joc straight at his top
grew up in the ‘jects, we use to hoop on them crates
gang banging and holdin’ up rakes
start movin’ that weight, was gettin’ it from outer state
i chose the hustle to escape
while getting this cake, i had to k!ll a few snakes
i took my crookeds with my straights, hero with no cape
while making sure my people straight, i came out on top like a tank
now b-tch i’m the best, it is not up for debate
always drop and crack like a vase, more views that a wake
i got what they want like a safe, my ex on my d-ck triple h
no i’m not her man, but sometimes my belt got a h
my swagger from outer sp-ce
my new b-tch is perfect, just right for me like i’m drake
i eat that p-ssy like steak
she bad to the bone, she send naked pics to my phone
she keep my d-ck hard as a stone
gettin’ head on my throne, she lick a n-gg- no patrón
then slide on that d like a zone
i’m fly like a drone, i got to the top on my own
i didn’t sell my soul to get known
don’t come at me wrong, you can get smoked like a bong
then get yo -ss put in my song
two guns on my waist, big clips like deandre and blake
i slid through his home like his base
he ran like a race
then bullets came out his face, i got out i might shoot like i’m ace
check out my drip, whole bunch of gs on my kicks
i look like i hit a lick
i put my n-gg-s on, now my team inside like a pig
we on fire, we lit, call us bic
i k!lled your homie, [i’m with you blue] like the knicks
i told you i’m with the sh-ts, 30 in my clip
i upped it and blew like a crip
but i’m donatello with that stick
these n-gg-s slaves, these n-gg-s sellin’ they souls
these labels pimpin’ they hoes
dyeing they hair, these n-gg-s looking like trolls
right now they gettin’ exposed
you’re not a boss, you n-gg-s do as you’re told
for the right price you will fold
i know that i’m cold, i’m bodying them like a robe
i just go in i’m like doors
i stay in my mode, b-tch i stay grippin’ that pole
i don’t let go like [evolved]
while on the road, we caught a case with a pole
it got dropped because none of us told
big faces, i be thumbin’ through
my squad get money too
a bunch of gs, on my f-ckin’ belt, and my luggage too
take your b-tch, f-ck her from the back
her dreams coming true
i f-cked her good and she told all her friends
they wanna f-ck me too
i put my faith, in god and my gun
i don’t trust none of you
had heat on me while i sat in cl-ss but it wasn’t summer school
i shot n-gg-s in these f-cking streets then ball like uncle drew
i pop these p-ss-es pill out on these b-tches he cliff huxtable
said i don’t need a deal i make money moves
said i don’t gotta sign b-tch i’m comfortable
if i see you and i don’t speak well that means i don’t f-ck with you
it’s fge and i’m the ceo this what that money do

- montana of 300 lyrics

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