Jay Montana
It's Jay Montana man
Yea
Oh my God it's Jay Montana
Choppa with me and it came with a beam
This shorty blowing my phone, she annoying, I left her on seen
'Member the days I was broke
I get money now, this shit it feel like a dream
Bitch I been balling, my money got tall
Holy shit bitch I feel like Kareem
Getting dubs, bitch I need me a ring
In the V, bitch I'm doing two hunnid
Going straight to the top, to the summit
Fuck your bitch from the back and she love it
See that blick, that boy get to running
Hear the bullets, that boy get to ducking
Yea my demons be wilding, they bugging
They would tell me that I would be nothing
Well I just turned that nothing to something
Ninеty nine at the of Montana
With Gorillas, they going bananas
My nеw coupe black and white like a Panda
And I'm mixing the drank with the Fanta
Heard your bitch wanna fuck me on camera
With the gang, and we out to Atlanta
Met a bad bitch, her name is Savanah
Oh wait no, I think her name Miranda
Talking down on the gang leave you devastated
Smoking za to the chest got me medicated
Don't get high anymore, I get elevated
And you niggas gon' copy, I demonstrate it
I'm gon' take what I want, bitch I captivate it
Stop the cap, we know that shit is fabricated
And that boy is a bitch, he domesticated
All I want is the breesh, it ain't complicated
I can't fuck on that hoe, she got mileage
On a jet and we straight to the Islands
Yea I'm straight to the top, I be climbing
To the bank I be laughing and smiling
Diamonds cold, bitch they changing the climate
Money stacking, that shit is compiling
Like I told you my demons be wilding
Mix the Ksubi with Louie, I'm styling
In the V, bitch I'm pushing the ghost
Now your bitch want my dick in her throat
And I'm rocking Balenci the coat
And my Diamonds they wet like a boat
Know a white bitch, she loves to do coke
Feel like Tay-K cause murder she wrote
Niggas dirty, they not using soap
How I'm stepping, I feel like a goat
It's Montana the rockstar
Double cup, sipping Wockhardt
Yea, we know you are not hard
You get popped like a Pop-Tart
And your bitch she be giving me face
Twelve can't catch me I'm doing the race
Choppa with me, I'm keeping a K
Shooters with me, they do what I say