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letra de mf's mad pt. 2 - montana of 300

[hook: montana of 300]
b-tch, i’m still loaded with swag
still see polo when i sag
i still got dough in the stash
still keep that pole on my lap
your hoe don’t know how to act
you better hope i don’t smash
still gettin’ that muf-ckin’ cash
that’s why these muf-ckas mad
b-tch, i’m still loaded with swag
still see polo when i sag
i still got dough in the stash
still keep that pole on my lap
your hoe don’t know how to act
you better hope i don’t smash
still gettin’ that muf-ckin’ cash
that’s why these muf-ckas mad

[verse 1: talley of 300]
i be fly till i die like
i just jumped out a plane, yeah
i just go and get the cash, why
you wonder why it hasn’t came yet
though i fly naked in my chain (no h0m-)
in ralph lauren and everythin’
still chasin’ bills by the hundred
you know some sh-t doesn’t change, yeah
fell in before still with em’
kano, i hit ’em
won’t be no time to forgive ’em
they mad and they show all the symptoms
prayin’ don’t tip ’em or i’ll have to fill a prescription
your b-tch tryna get her skirt lifted
you prolly wonder why she trippin’
cause she follow me like an attendant
while i drip sauce like a chef in a kitchen
mof-ckas mad, they soo f-ckin’ sad
it’s soo f-ckin’ funny, but don’t make me laugh
it’s still on my lap, you still’ll get blast
i finger the .12, i still hit the gas
i’m stealin’ the stash, i’m still on my way
clockin’ that money like i work the cab
but b-tch i’m an uber, don’t get in the way of a shooter
cause your first time will be your last
pow! pow!

[hook: montana of 300]
b-tch, i’m still loaded with swag
still see polo when i sag
i still got dough in the stash
still keep that poll on my lap
your hoe don’t know how to act
you better hope i don’t smash
still gettin’ that muf-ckin’ cash
that’s why these muf-ckas mad
b-tch, i’m still loaded with swag
still see polo when i sag
i still got dough in the stash
still keep that poll on my lap
your hoe don’t know how to act
you better hope i don’t smash
still gettin’ that muf-ckin’ cash
that’s why these muf-ckas mad

[verse 2: montana of 300]
strapped up in the whip with my goons
don’t get your pic on the news
just spent your rent on my shoes
look like i went to the moon
i got polo on my draws
run up, this pole’ll go off
these b-tches know i’m a boss
they know i’m drippin’ with sauce
i get dough on the regular
like my pockets, i’m breaded up
dress swingin’ like the predator
two steps ahead of ya
my b-tch bad as angelica
b-tch i’ve been poppin’, no settin’ up
your b-tch, she frantic
she went down, i call her t-tanic
blue on me like captain planet
f-ck n-gga, don’t panic
that toolie on me no mechanic
klay thompson with heat no ceramic
if it ain’t no polo, then i’m rockin’ my logo
pockets swoler than bolo
i walk into my closet
see more kicks than a dojo
ya hoe all on my mojo
talk sh-t, that’s a no no
hit ya corner in slowmo
then roll up like a yoyo
shots fl1cking no photo
but once i done nail ’em like flow jo
bet you they won’t play no more though
then back to that dough, though

- montana of 300

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