JAY RODDA - M0NTANA Lyrics

No, just turn the volume down

That's what I can't do
Right back to my land, yeah

I poured up gasoline and put it in my fantom
Got so much drip you would think I'm a London scammer
But I'm not, I'm from the hills in Montana
Like I'm... HANNAH MONTANA

Put your bitch on the foreign, we gon' be back in a minute
This nigga need some weed timd for he die get killed
I'm f*ckin' your bitch in the Nissan, for he die, I'm spinnin
Why I need God, but I'm sinnin

All black four doors and I got the windows tinted
I brought these hoes up, they tryna take advantage
All black four doors with the matte black finish

But when I see that nigga, he finished

I was buyin' dope from the dope fiends in it
The way I talk, you would think I'm from Atlanta
But I'm not, I'm from New York, where we spittin
What do you get from me

They faced me with 30, they said, free me like I'm Jeffrey
Cop was beatin' on me, man, they had to call the ref for me
You could get a hundred, but you cannot get ahead of me
Can't get ahead of me, these niggas super fast

Man, I know they smokin' ketamine
Me, me, Nick, we drivin' NASCAR, these hoes think I'm too recklessly
Do I got cash huh?
Man, you step to me, but cannot pull them bands out

Bouta drop him to the floor like, get your mans now
These niggas can't compete with me, I'm too advanced now
I got diamonds on my body and on my pants now
These niggas stupid, niggas dumb, these niggas Karen's

I'm bouta pour me up some Tris and
I got some green grass, 50 acres of that land
VVS's on my body and on my pants
They said I'm not getting money, but they playin

They playin' with the X-god
They gon' put it to the next guy
They said I'm not getting money, but they playin
But they playin