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black beatles remix - montana of 300 lyrics

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[intro: montana of 300]
rap god lookin’ like i’m black jesus
fge no surrender no retreat (humming)
alb-m dropping january 17th!

[hook: jalyn sanders]
money got it cash and visa
never gonna wear it out no heat
haters mad for whatever reason
[gunshot] pop his top watch him fall slowly
backshots, shawty’s -ss fat as serena
she serve me up down to do the whole team
fge these other n-gg-s so beneath us
fly guys no surrender no retreat

[verse 1: talley of 300]
tatted on my face i’m a inkhead
mixing henny with rosé b-tch i drink red
like i’m blood thirsty, bad b-tches under me
dime beavers but to me they only f-ck-worthy
pill poppin’ yeah they rockin’ we some rollers
told her not to fight it she let it control her
i’ma have her drop it ’til she tell me hold up
give your girl a spankin’ and let you console her
all around playa b-tch, a pimp without the gators
all these ratchets with the flavors
drippin’ b-tches tryna taste us
stacking chips on a trip
won’t never let a hater take us
last one try me caught the vapors
drop ya sh-t like hot potatoes
bringing static like i’m major
a addict by my paper
yeah i’m leavin ’em i gas
like helium i’m on my way up
bring the matches to a hater
on ya block i block ya later
like to play in vegas but i rock out like a crater

[verse 2: $avage]
let her know i’m in the city for the weekend
hit the show do the most then we leavin’
act up and my n-gg-s get to tweakin’ ay
cut the roof off the coupe like the weekend ay
bad hoes keep our music on repeat
fly guys no surrender no re-treat
only high tec, no weak drink
xannin’ hard i done fell into a deep sleep
off the xans and i’m not sleepin’
what in the world was i thinkin’?
big bank on you lil’ bank -ss n-gg-s
i’m a shark all you fish tank -ss n-gg-s
they treat me and my amigos like the
f-ckin’ black beatles i’m the one goin’ dumb with
them drums call me ringo
no casino blow me like some candles on ya birthday
gold hangin’ on my neck so she know i’m first place, mob

[hook: jalyn sanders]
money, got it cash and visa
never go nowhere without no heat
haters mad for whatever reason
pop his top watch him fall slowly (slowly)
backshots, shawty’s -ss fat as serena
she serve me up down to do the whole team (whole team)
fge these other n-gg-s so beneath us
fly guys no surrender no retreat

[verse 3: no fatigue]
‘tigue sh-t man
i be flexin’ look like money when you see him
ay i hit the stage and get it bustin’ like yo bm
ay after the show she choose a playa like a gm
hit her from the back she say ooouuu what i’m 3 m’s
i like all my b-tches thick, yeah deep dish
and check my pockets, yeah them b-tches thick
looking deep dish, broke out that rocket if a n-gg-
want it yeah i beep sh-t
don’t gang bang, never been no lame on some g sh-t
i make all these women fall but no leaves b-tch
my flow sick, yeah my sh-t sick, this sh-t easy
shoutout kanye, i been rippin’ sh-t yeah yeezy
that’s my money, don’t f-ck with cash money like
i’m weezy
or i’m slidin’ hoes goin’ just like live, yeah
on the come up everyday like the horizon
no ellen no but i do sh-ts for i, yeah
her head fine, yeah she eat me, jambalaya

[verse 4: montana of 300]
i used to sell reefer
now i’m 7k a feature
he think his b-tch is a keeper
that b-tch went fast as a cheetah
his b-tch on me cuz she see i’m fly as h-ll boy
watch my d-ck slide in that p-ssy pink as h-ll boy
jacket open big -ss forty b-tch i’m h-ll boy
versace on me b-tch i think i’m uncle elroy
i get that dough i got that bag i’m like a bellboy
caught two bodies thank god i ain’t go to jail for it
rap god i’m a rock star
every line’s a hot bar
beef with me it’s not smart
i will let them glocks spark
you’ll get wet up p-ssy n-gg- you are not hard
i swear these squares soft in the middle like some pop tarts
big toaster light his top up like a cop car
give his top ten, he got hits just like the pop charts

[hook: jalyn sanders]
money, got it cash and visa
never go nowhere without no heat
haters mad for whatever reason
pop his top watch him fall slowly (slowly)
backshots, shawty’s -ss fat as serena
she serve me up down to do the whole team (whole team)
fge these other n-gg-s so beneath us
fly guys no surrender no retreat

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