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montannaatm - scale lyrics

[intro: thf lil twin]
mm+mm+mm+mm
mm+mm+mm

[pre+chorus: thf lil twin]
my dog be up in the trap, he pushin’ up bails
way before rap i was up on the block, i was workin’ the scale
don’t let ’em trick you out the the streets
these n+ggas snitchin’, they’ll tell
i don’t be prayin’ to god, i don’t know if i’m goin’ to heaven or h+ll
my n+ggas my brothers, that’s only the fam’

[chorus: thf lil twin]
free all my n+ggas locked up in a cell
i lost my n+ggas right up in the field
gotta get to this money, i’m chasin’ them ms
on the road to the riches, i’m climbin’ the stairs
when it’s smoke, then let’s get it, i’m always prepared
i’m in the trenches, i ain’t never scared
i’m in the trenches, i ain’t never scared

[verse 1: thf lil twin]
when i get that check, i’ma pull up, i’ma flex
told that b+tch i don’t want s+x
told that b+tch i just want neck
i hit the gas, this b+tch like a jet
i need a bag, ain’t no time to rest
i’m winnin’, they mad, i got up ’em upset
n+gga, f+ck yo’ side, f+ck yo’ set
i’m tryna pull up in that straight
i’m tryna pull up in that wraith
i’m tryna buy my mama a house
i gotta make sure that she straight
i knew sh+t was gon’ be okay
f+ck them haters, go get yo’ k
they don’t put no food on my plate
i don’t give no f+ck what they got to say
[pre+chorus: thf lil twin]
my dog be up in the trap, he pushin’ up bails
way before rap i was up on the block, i was workin’ the scale
don’t let ’em trick you out the the streets
these n+ggas snitchin’, they’ll tell
i don’t be prayin’ to god, i don’t know if i’m goin’ to heaven or h+ll
my n+ggas my brothers, that’s only the fam’

[verse 2: montannaatm]
i been in the lead, ain’t n0body in front of me, i’ll make a f+ck n+gga get back
tryna decipher what you mean, you know i’m in love with the green, a young n+gga how to get bags
i send this sh+t right overseas, i’m shippin’ a couple of ps, a young n+gga know how to gift+wrap
i did this sh+t on my own, ain’t never had help, i got my way in, now they big mad
n+ggas be lovin’ these bops and i’m just f+ckin’ ’em, he hit my line for his b+tch back
you run up on me the wrong way get your sh+t splat
the plug call my phone, say he got me a big bag
[?] twenty+four hours, i’m up and you not, that sh+t ain’t my fault, you can’t get mad
catch us a opp, we gon’ stand over his b+tch+ass
run in his house, we like, “boy, where them bricks at?”
we can’t give no passes, we know you with that
it’s catch a headshot or get put on a sh+tbag
we take him down, he know he ain’t gettin’ sh+t back
drrt, baow, switch on his b+tch+ass
i don’t do no lackin’, i be where the sticks at
boy, i’m up in the trap with a blender remixin’
was shakin’ dog food, pedigree for the b+tches
got the trap goin’ crazy, now everybody winnin’
[pre+chorus: thf lil twin]
my dog be up in the trap, he pushin’ up bails
way before rap i was up on the block, i was workin’ the scale
don’t let ’em trick you out the the streets
these n+ggas snitchin’, they’ll tell
i don’t be prayin’ to god, i don’t know if i’m goin’ to heaven or h+ll
my n+ggas my brothers, that’s only the fam’

- montannaatm lyrics

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