FTMU

Fuckin' the money up Feel like I ain't done enough Come get your bitch back I sent her to DR for tummy tuck Hitmaka Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! Fuckin' the money up Feel like I ain't done enough Come get your bitch back I sent her to DR for tummy tuck Ride with the big strap We let it go, we don't give a fuck I ain't with the chit-chat We let it go, we don't give a fuck Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up Ride with the big strap We let it go, we don't give a fuck Come get your bitch back Sent her to DR for tummy tuck Fuckin' the money up Pickin' your honey up We got that new vibe For hunnids who (?) Like it with no mileage Montega Don Dada (?) and sunflowers Residue, gunpowder Neck full of blood diamonds Run it up, run it up, run it up Talkin' you did it, you ain't done enough Talking with spend that we double up Sniper then leave you to cuddle up Came with the load then I left him a tap Left with a suit and I came with a mask Talkin' the plug, I'm the socket Caught off the rebound like Rodman Chemist, I'm cookin' up My dog, he hooded up For a ten piece they'll shoot your head off Skully and suit like Sam Ross Nah, homie, never, we ain't the same, different tax brackets Crisscross niggas playin' games, ass backwards Fuckin' the money up Feel like I ain't done enough Come get your bitch back I sent her to DR for tummy tuck Ride with the big strap We let it go, we don't give a fuck I ain't with the chit-chat We let it go, we don't give a fuck Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up Ride with the big strap We let it go, we don't give a fuck Come get your bitch back Sent her to DR for tummy tuck Montana! Copped me a Mulsanne Top of the food chain Blocks to the Forbes list Suckers they forfeit (Ooh he on) Shawty is topless (Prove me wrong) Every summer we droppin' (Do me wrong) Fuck all the gossip Ayy, stepped it up couple of notches Ayy, this on my wall a Picasso Lion face or the Medusa Came in the club with the Uzi First year made the varsity Mama done raised a boss with her First year like, "Yeah, who?" Montana KKK like Klu Klux Klan First nigga play, that's click, click, bang Strapped from the get, niggas gettin' no change Fuckin' the money up, drop head when it's sunny up Get them hoes in the loop now Got killers in a suit now I cook up pure with no soda Baking diamonds flash like Kodak Take it, bitch, free Kodak Montana that nigga, you know that Fuckin' the money up Feel like I ain't done enough Come get your bitch back I sent her to DR for tummy tuck Ride with the big strap We let it go, we don't give a fuck I ain't with the chit-chat We let it go, we don't give a fuck Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up Ride with the big strap We let it go, we don't give a fuck Come get your bitch back Sent her to DR for tummy tuck