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Montana of 300 - My Squad lyrics

Artist: Montana of 300

album: Pray for the Devil


Jay Storm
(Jay Storm already told you we got them bands now)
These haters hurt, 'cause we the truth
Plus we got the juice
We flex when we come through
Now all these bitches wanna do my squad
They wanna do my squad
FGE, we fly as fuck
We keep that blicky on the tuck
Lit just like a blunt
Now these bitches wanna fuck my squad
They wanna fuck my squad
That shit that's flyin' on em-
And that's what got these bitches-
Oh, I'll fuck em till they-
Yeah yeah, yuh
I fell in love with the game
Gang coming through, nigga stay in your lane
Think they bulletproof like Damon Wayans
But Ima bring 'em Major Payne
He mad 'cause I fly me, ayy
Ever go broke, then I'm robbing a bank
I can't go back to hitting petty stains
Then you'll know when we pull up in a tank
FGE throw it up like a lob
Wolf pack, but yeah that be the squad (squad)
Like I'm fighting in a cage match
I'm tryna climb to the top
Pussies out with the sticky get mopped
Fresh, I got the drip, watch it drop
These bitches want me to cut
Then show me the neck like a boss
All around the world, I'm gone, I'm on a roll now
Bitches hit my line, I'm tryna see what these hoes 'bout
We already told you, them games, man we don't hold out
Big missiles from this choppa, gon' pop 'em and knock the souls out
These haters hurt, 'cause we the truth
Plus we got the juice
We flex when we come through
Now all these bitches wanna do my squad
They wanna do my squad
FGE, we fly as fuck
We keep that blicky on the tuck
Lit just like a blunt
Now these bitches wanna fuck my squad
They wanna fuck my squad
I'm posted up with my shooters
Who push and slide like a scooter
Once they find out your location
They on their way like an Uber
Got Versace on my dick
Like I'm getting top from Medusa
Plus my pockets full of moolah
Them bitches fat like Rasputia
Yo bitch drippin', nut inside her
Them boxers were like a cooler
I see I'm the one she likes
I've been raw like Monday nights
They like the way that I dress
So much drip I'm makin' a mess
These bitches fillin' my circle
Like they was takin' a test.
Shades on like I'm Stevie (Huh)
Fuck niggas can't see me
Keep green on me like Luigi
All my niggas fly Tuskeegee
Turn a loyal bitch to sneaky
Your hoe say she want me deeply
Body dope, but I just hope that
Top won't point just like a Teepee
Let her slide just like a Quija
Threw them titties like a slinky
Pussy wet just like a Fiji
At them walls just like graffiti
Stole her heart just like Te Fiti
Turn a stuck up bitch to easy
Niggas weak go eat your Wheaties
You want beef, bitch I'm your G (squad)
These haters hurt, 'cause we the truth
Plus we got the juice
We flex when we come through
Now all these bitches wanna do my squad
They wanna do my squad
FGE, we fly as fuck
We keep that blicky on the tuck
Lit just like a blunt
Now these bitches wanna fuck my squad
They wanna fuck my squad

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