Jay Montana

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Jay Montana

Montana 3


(That boy Tojji going crazy)
Yeah, yeah
I don't see it, go to work
Yeah

Shit fall apart and you stand firm
show them niggas this your turn
Show the world they never sleep on you
and any bridge can burn
Run it up, don't show a dime
show 'em what that money do
Bro got .40s, no more 9s
and I don't gotta tell him shoot
I can sell it whole or break it down, it all depend on you
Can take me back or lose me to these hoes
it all be up to you
I took L's on top of L's
I finally got a W
Your pretty face, you know you fine as hell
wish I could double you

You said you want me to win, that shit pretend
want me to fluke
Probably hope I overdose, croak
and fall inside this booth (Yeah, yеah)
Bro, your lips way too loose
I can't do no dirt with you (To be real)
Ain't no way you wrotе me 'bout a ho
knowin' they gon' choose (Yeah)
I fly a bad bitch to Cancún
her man mad as hell
My heart broken, I'll pay for yours
just send it through the mail
Started bros, then they turn to hoes
like gender reveal (Yeah)
My last one, but I said we bros
so I'ma split this pill (Uh)
It been years since I found somebody real, TBR
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
TBH, I can't fuck with you
'cause you fake who you are (Yeah)
Let's be real, niggas can't see me or nothin'
I swear to God (Let's be real)
I gotta chill, I'm tired of puttin' 'em
in they place
I know they flaw

Shit fall apart and you stand firm
show them niggas this your turn
Show the world they never sleep on you
and any bridge can burn
Run it up, don't show a dime
show 'em what that money do
Bro got .40s, no more 9s
and I don't gotta tell him shoot
I can sell it whole or break it down, it all depend on you
Can take me back or lose me to these hoes
it all be up to you
I took L's on top of L's
I finally got a W
Your pretty face, you know you fine as hell
wish I could double you

Uh, I'm geeked up like Fabo
just cut off my fav ho
You know he clean up nice
when he say Palm Angels play clothes
Hit this ho from the other side
I made her scream, long live Taedo
Ain't been the same since Lil Chris died
put all my trust inside a Draco
You're always playin' games and sayin' names
I don't even know exist
You went yours and I'm went mine
damn, it really came to this?
Fuck all that, I'm on the way
make sure you got candles lit
Don't know magic, but she can make it disappear
she talented

Shit fall apart and you stand firm
show them niggas this your turn
Show the world they never sleep on you
and any bridge can burn
Run it up, don't show a dime
show 'em what that money do
Bro got .40s, no more 9s
and I don't gotta tell him shoot
I can sell it whole or break it down, it all depend on you
Can take me back or lose me to these hoes
it all be up to you
I took L's on top of L's
I finally got a W
Your pretty face, you know you fine as hell
wish I could double you (Double you)

Yeah, yeah, Tan
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