letra de jeep - montana99
[intro]
jay montana
oh my god, it’s jay montana
[chorus]
trackhawk with me, i’m pushing the jeep
she annoying, i block and delete
ice on my body, i think imma freeze
thumbing through money, this sh-t is a breeze
my girl in chanelly, that’s double the c’s
i’m in gucci, that’s double the g’s
she got big titties, that’s double the d’s
plug not from here, i think he lebanese
double cup, sipping on drank
look at my cup, and my sprite done turned pink
i’m getting money, boy what do you think
i’m laughing so hard when i walk to the bank
balling so hard like i’m shaq in the paint
diamonds so icy, i feel like a rink
i want the money man, f-ck all the fame
talking on gang, and i’m shooting like dame
mе and the gang and we up in la
took your b-tch, and left hеr in the bay
i just been making these hits and counting up money
so i do not care what you say
[verse]
blocking this b-tch, man i don’t wanna text
that b-tch annoying, she getting me vexed
they like montana you blowing, you next
imma be real, man i feel like the best
talking down on me, you gon’ need a vest
matter fact, we gon’ aim at your neck
balling so hard like i play for the nets
diamonds my ear, and they making me deaf
i’m in the coupe and i’m dropping the top
stick super long, b-tch it look like a mop
your b-tch a hoe she be giving me bop
caught that boy lacking, he running in crocs
she give me head, if it’s good, imma toss
you a lil n-gga, my boy imma boss
n-ggas be snitching, they talking to cops
i’m up in new england, i’m balling like moss
spin on your block like a fidget
count up my money, i count up my digits
n-ggas be ratting, these n-ggas be snitching
my money tall and your money like midgets
pour me a four in a twenty, i’m sipping
hop in the v, double r i be whipping
talking on gang and you coming up missing
then f-ck on your b-tch on the floor of your kitchen
sipping on wock’ but i miss my act’
i’ve been blowing up, so they ring my jack
your pockets skinny, my pockets fat
montana so tuff, n-gga that’s a fact
i was down bad now i’m counting racks
talking on gang, my demons gon’ black
‘member i was broke, i ain’t going back
don’t wanna cuff her, n-gga she’s a gnat
[chorus]
trackhawk with me, i’m pushing the jeep
she annoying, i block and delete
ice on my body, i think imma freeze
thumbing through money, this sh-t is a breeze
my girl in chanelly, that’s double the c’s
i’m in gucci, that’s double the g’s
she got big titties, that’s double the d’s
plug not from here, i think he lebanese
double cup, sipping on drank
look at my cup, and my sprite done turned pink
i’m getting money, boy what do you think
i’m laughing so hard when i walk to the bank
balling so hard like i’m shaq in the paint
diamonds so icy, i feel like a rink
i want the money man, f-ck all the fame
talking on gang, and i’m shooting like dame
me and the gang and we up in la
took your b-tch, and left her in the bay
i just been making these hits and counting up money
so i do not care what you say
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