Monte (feat. Rah Rah)
Za Rozaye
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You really know who they fuckin with? So nice, say it twice Yeah, yeah It's Rah Rah, and I'm in the spot Ya dig? It's the boy, chasing breesh Hun at least on the east side Imma get them bands Watch them dance on the seaside Keep the drama when I'm about my action Comedy life Laughing at these haters getting mad Ima stay fly Summit man, 100 on the dash I be on the zoom Gonna glance at lil shawty's ass When I'm with your boo Stunning fam, looking like the man, I just stay GQ Understand Never coming last when you wit the crew Put you in submission, missing missions Imma look for you Dipping out in foreigns, with a tourist It's a custom, boo Butterfly the doors, That's of course when you in cocoons I'm a megalodon, f*ck a tank Swimming in them blue notes Get the bag, shit is Coach Remember used to make the new spliff Out the old roach, it still hit tho Who dat knocking at the front door? If it's 12, tell em blow the grip And they better know I can tell when you fail, seen it since a snotty nose Imma step like a vet, nigga Riding for our own If you stand for nothing, man you'll always fall for something Standing on the green, money only thing that's fallin' Bitch I'm ballin' Perfect shift, shit too official Perfect bitch, I work the middle She on my lap, Gran Turismo I hit the gas, she blow the whistle Did the overtime just to ball a little At the complex, but let's keep it simple Percocets and grams of drizzo Counting a check in Monte Cristo Pulling strings, I'm Eric Clapton, I can't play no fiddle We not fucking with no capping, I ain't Ness or Mitchell Pulling baddies, shawty buss it, hair on point, no frizzle She got em bouncing at the same time, that's a double dribble Too official, 2Ahunnid Riding private out in public Talk that bullshit, bite the bullet All ya niggas gon kick the bucket 'Kuna matata, I just said f*ck it Hole in ya chest, no running on Dunkin 105 press, push weight, gang hustlin Give it thy best, or don't give nothing Hold up Ain't no way that pussy lil boy said something Tony Montana, put a scar on your face Pablo Montoya, I'm winning this race Used to hoop w JP, now it's bank what I chase Coulda macced on Morgan, woulda hit it in 8th Shawty on all fours, yeah you know she did great Dick long like a hero, I just put on my cape Perfect shift, shit too official Perfect bitch, I work the middle She on my lap, Gran Turismo I hit the gas, she blow the whistle Did the overtime just to ball a little At the complex, but let's keep it simple Percocets and grams of drizzo Counting a check in Monte Cristo
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Written by: Bahsil Moody, Raheem Williams
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