montclair - mali smith lyrics
[produced by matthew ali]
[verse 1]
look
don’t give a sh*t, she on her knees like she pray to the reverend
f*cked in the closet, 7 minutes and i took her to heaven
what is your mileage?
she saying 4 but i think it’s like 7
it don’t stop
head in the street so i’m calling her sevyn
born for this sh*t so they calling me evan
creep on his block he got off at 11
he try to run now he trapped in a dead*end
i swear to god ima’ teach him a lesson
if i run up on him, i put it on bro’nem it’s straight to the point ain’t no need for a threaten
solving this problem i need me a weapon
dot on your head now it look like a sentence
aye, too high*key don’t need no fl!ck
if you got money don’t need no b*tch
she f*cking with me i need me your b*tch
it’s late night *rs*nio sh*t
i had to cut her
she come from the gutter
and i swear the p*ssy was softer than b*tter
she l!cking my nutter
she l!ck it like b*tter
i hit it in silence i ain’t make a utter
[chorus]
all these n*ggas lame man i swear these n*ggas soft
should’ve knew it from your name, you be jacking all the sauce
got your b*tch up on my body make her suck it while it’s soft
she gone suck that sh*t of co*rs* aye!
x2
[verse 2]
big wock, big drip
after i hit it she dip dip
i got your b*tch on my hit list
i got your sis on my wishlist
i just might show you the nipslip
i eat her cheerio, pip pip
i had your b*tch from the rip*rip
suck on my d*ck and it feel like a lipkit
she was a hoe and she sl*ttin you know it
thinking she valid cause shawty ain’t show it
ice on my neck got you thinking it’s snowing
she send a message but i did not open
so after i hit it i swear you could keep her
b*tch i’m direct so they calling me jeter
gold on my body it look like a freezer
purple my cup and i’m sipping on freeza
montcler drip, aye
i run montclair in montcler
half of a ticket is all in my ear
half of your rent i just spent on my gear
you f*ck your b*tch and it took you a year
i f*ck my b*tch and it took me a day
made me a rack and it took me a day
first it’s the bentley now look at the wraith
god d*mn
[chorus]
all these n*ggas lame man i swear these n*ggas soft
should’ve knew it from your name, you be jacking all the sauce
got your b*tch up on my body make her suck it while it’s soft
she gone suck that sh*t of co*rs* aye!
x2
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