Uh huh
Okay, Jay Montana man
Uh huh, Jay Montana
Oh my God, it's Jay Montana man
Stuffing the work inna baggie
He talking down and I hit up my demons
I told them to send me the addy
Slide on his on block, and we shooting that shit
I'm like fuck it we spin inna Caddy
Fuck it we spin inna Scatty
Extended clip in the maggie
I got me twin Glockies, there's Liv and that's Maddie
I'm finna dip inna Jaggy
He got a son, Imma walk up to him and I'll tell him I'm killing your daddy
Have my lil demons find out where you live and I'll tell them to send me the addy
My shorty bad, she a baddie
That nigga snitching, he ratty
I hop onna jet and I'm going to Cali
Walk inna Mall, if she want it, she get it, I know but my shorty she bratty
If you think running up money and talking the same then like damn I been chatty
Glock got a beam so I got me a light in the dark when I walk through the valley
I just been going so up and they doubted me, but I don't mean to be braggy
Run up the money, I'm getting that bag, and you sit on your ass dilly-dally
Thumbing through commas and making these hits, I been checking this shit like a tally
Hop inna SRT
Sipping on Activist, I done ran outta the Sprite but I got Hi-C
Pull up, I'm dumping, don't know why he running cause I got deadeye, see
Stick on my hip when I'm walking wherever I feel like a Jedi, see
They like Montana man, how'd you blow up, Bitch I'm on go
Sipping on Wockhardt, double that cup, I'm pouring up four
Nigga wanna talk down, slide with the gang, we hit your dome
You not my twin, you not my fam, you not my bro
Hop inna whip, I hit the gas and I'm like woah
Diamonds on me, they so damn freezing, they so cold
How you gon switch, then try to come back, you broke the code