Montana Of 300

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[Hook: Montana of 300] You know the bad bitches want me You know you pussy boys don't want beef You know I keep the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah bitch you know about me You know the bad bitches want me You know you pussy boys don't want beef You know I keep the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah bitch you know about me [Verse 1: Montana of 300] Rapgod on my fly shit, I feel like a pilot Karate kid, bandana and some nice kicks Keep that tool on my nuts, I ain't talking vice grips Check out my hip, say hi to my side kick Your bitch all on my dick, she like who you side with Told the bitch, I'm FGE and that is who I ride with Married to that money, no I don't need no side bitch I don't twitter beef, I just [gun sound], moment of silence Moved weight like a dolly, with itchy beside me Shout out my mommy cause that's who designed me I'm praying for her, while she beam up the Scotty This rap shit and talking to god is my hobby Yeah I know he got me, you know I got bodies You get out your body, you gonna get bodied And you know the shotty got kick like karate SongtexteNo acting I call that bitch Mr. Miyagi So fuck nigga try me, get wet like tsunamis A thorn in your ass, boy I'm wilder than Donnie And shout out to Talley, been rocking with Broski since day one I feel like we Chucky and Tommy Yeah that's my nigga like Apollo and Rocky These label can't buy me and can't make a copy Flow colder than Hockey, the greatest like Ali I'm coming, I came from the dirt like a zombie SQUAD [Hook: Montana of 300] You know the bad bitches want me You know you pussy boys don't want beef You know I get the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah bitch you know about me You know the bad bitches want me You know you pussy boys don't want beef You know I get the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah bitch you know about me [Verse 2: Talley of 300] Full of possess, possess a lil bitch too much swag for these hoes Pluto Nash, space age, I'm pimping and working I'm bagging these hoes Like grocery lines, but they don't get a dime in minimal time No game, I'm scoring, niggas mad cause they just sit on the line Talking bout nothing, I come to the checks, we just cuttin' and back to that money No joke but you niggas is funny Hate that we shine 'til it's the opposite of sunny You don't wanna stand in that rain, ahead to the hell Lord only knows but won't tell No need for bail cause I never see the cell Beef you don't want it, better sleep on it Where's my wake in the morning I serve you a rest of your head, feed you this leg Breakfast in bed, DOA, not left for dead Fuck para meds, not just a pat in your head It's just like a cramp in your leg If you not prepared then, lord bless the dead You know what the deal is bih And you know that we drillin' shit End what you thought and fuck what ya heard Pussy nigga hear this clip And your bitch wanna feel this dick She know I ain't with the feeling shit She know I'm a dog, know I burry bone She gon' let me dig this ditch [Hook: Montana of 300] You know the bad bitches want me You know you pussy boys don't want beef You know I get the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah bitch you know about me You know the bad bitches want me You know you pussy boys don't want beef You know I get the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah bitch you know about me Aus Songtexte Mania