Scarface (Montana)

Uh huh, Jay Montana man Oh my God it's Jay Montana man Bitch I'm Montana, not talking about Tony Steak on my plate, no more eating baloney Pour me a four, bitch I'm sipping on forty Damn I fucked up, all this Wock in my sodie Tell me how you my brother when you do not know me Got me twin Glockies, that's Zack and that's Cody If I cannot find him, I'll up at his homie If you making money stop talking, just show me Sipping on Wocky, I'm sipping on drank Pop me a Xanny, I pop me a crank I'm inna big body, pushing the tank You a low level, you not in my rank I do what I want and you can't, cause you can't I do what I want, yea I do what you can't I'm laughing so hard when I walk to the bank Got diamonds all over my wrist and my chain Pop me a Percocet thirty, I'm bussin Keep an AK, bitch I feel like a Russian N would tell me that I would be nothing Told them to shut up, I knew they was bluffing I get to the Chicken, you get to the stuffing Chop got a beam, it gon aim at your muffin You talking on gang, then we taking your cousin Got vvs all over my neck, I ain't tucking I'm sipping too much, bitch I'm bugging I'm bugging Run up the commas, I'm thumbing I'm thumbing Pour me the drank and I'm chugging I'm chugging Stick on my hip like I'm drumming I'm drumming The bass in the back and it's thumping it's thumping Shooters they with me, they dumping they dumping That boy ain't bout it, he ducking he ducking Caught him in person, he running he running Wifey she hit me, she told me be safe I told her baby I'm coming your way Hop on a flight and we straight to LA Fuck it, I'm stuck in the Bay with my bae I'm smoking exotic, I can't feel my face Shooters, they with me, they spraying like mace Keep a green tip, bitch I feel like I'm Jace You a lil boy, n stay in your place I feel like I'm cursed, I been chilling with demons My n fucking up shit and we leaving I was down bad, they wouldn't give me a reason Now that I'm up, they gon say they believing I feel like I'm Roddy, I ball every season Where was you at, I was down, I was bleeding Dropping this heat, yea the streets I been feeding They like Montana keep dropping, I'm feining Bitch I'm Montana, not talking about Tony Steak on my plate, no more eating baloney Pour me a four, bitch I'm sipping on forty Damn I fucked up, all this Wock in my sodie Tell me how you my brother when you do not know me Got me twin Glockies, that's Zack and that's Cody If I cannot find him, I'll up at his homie If you making money stop talking, just show me