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letra de mask off [remix] - montana of 300

[intro: montana of 300]
p-ssy -ss n-gg-s saying i ain’t got no bodies haha
they gonna make me go back to the old me
woo

[verse: montana of 300]
mask off, you n-gg-s mad soft
“please help me god”, that’s gon’ be your last thought
i shoot em up, like a rocket, blast off
im on your -ss after i blast, i do the dash and smash off
that road is dark, asphalt
get nailed like jesus if your p-ssy -ss cross
i see through that sh-t you talking, like a f-ckin’ gl-ss jaw
and you should take a f-cking bow, you rappers actors, shad moss
the price to win is to go work your -ss off
if you don’t get it, i’m gon’ it you gon’ get yo -ss moss’d
if you still looking for god, well thats because your -ss lost
he’s within you, y’all don’t get it like a f-cking bad toss
no longer broke, like i just took my cast off
before the fame b-tch, i been and had sauce
pounds of dro, i had to get that gas off
i used to pray on the highway that i don’t get my -ss caught
i left the trap, took off a rap, i splash sauce
$2800 what my gucci bag cost
come take a picture, i’m so bright that you could take your flash off
i treat your b-tch like a baton, she will get hit then p-ssed off
i know you sick and you nauseous
imposters mock us, they not us
same n-gg-s always hating, always watch us
f-ck n-gg-s tryna knock us, won’t prosper
word to my mom i’m bout drama
you won’t rob her son, i’m not oscar
you n-gg-s sweeter than peach cobbler
sp-ce jam, my roster’s got monsters
shoot like spike lee coming with the choppas
might be slightly off of my rockers
might pop your medulla oblongata
shots turn you flodgers into dodgers
leave you lyin’ there dead, like mufasa
my lyrics liver like shather
evert beat i touch is gonna get conquered
i go unconscious, i go bonkers
i snap like lobster, rap god
i got way more flavour than mambas
fly til i die like lil bomba
they see my swagger persona
wanna jack it, like a bomber
my own logo on my joggers
lots of green on me like blanca
my pockets fatter than e honda
i’m about my business, come proper
labels can’t call me like shaka
my words can heal like a doctor
my guns turn dreads into pasta, uhhhunn
talking like he gotta steel body
out of arms reach, they be real c-cky
3 gun cases, steel still by me
real tear drops, real bodies
when i’m poppin his -ss, like a lil molly
they gon’ claim i hit him, no bill cosby
leave his head red, drop dead fred, they gon’ think somebody k!lled lil yachty
cut out the flexing, you ain’t built, you ain’t a wrestler
but kick it off and i’ll return it, devin hester
i put that steel on you p-ssy cats, like sylvester
blowing like a ref like i’m showing them how that tech work
your girl probably never told you i f’ed her
she sucked my d-ck, so you know i know how that neck work
they way her neck jerk, i swear she was an expert
i promise i could make her give my crew neck like a sweatshirt
d-ck-riding, obviously you’re the expert
you probably c-m on yourself if i told you lets work
and since my name on the song, it’ll be your best work
we are not the same, you lame, go check my net worth
stop barking n-gg-, im jordan, pippin
you’re p-ssy -ss ain’t starting n-gg-
i’m pulling up and parking n-gg-
hopping out and sparking n-gg-
cold with the tommy, put a funny n-gg- on tv like martin n-gg-
when i cross his -ss, imma drop his -ss, then cook his -ss, james harden n-gg-
aaaahhhh

- montana of 300

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