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6 times today (remix) - montannaatm lyrics

[intro: montannaatm]
ayy, leave me alone, foe, f*ck goin’ on right now? (lil’ fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
i got it, baow (d*mn, drako, you made this?)
brr, go (ayy, he right here, look)
we on the block now, gang

[verse 1: montannaatm]
my money long as sh*t, i buy what i want, i don’t gotta contemplate
mask down, we on a l!ck, might run in your sh*t for them pounds, my kind of play (n*gga)
7.62s off the rip, make a big n*gga flip on his back, he found a grave (found a grave)
bounce out, toss the switch at the crowd, i seen n*ggas skippin’ and hoppin’ and crawlin’ away (brr, brr)
uh, i made ten ball in a day, you n*ggas so broke, y’all just all in the way
i told you i’m tryna get rich, i cut n*ggas off, i chose to follow the pape’
i still’ll bounce out with that switch, chasin’ you down, put that b*tch all in your face (n*gga)
she callin’ me to come hit, but i turned her down, my focus all on the pape’

[verse 2: baby take]
oh, you a k!ller? b*tch, who you gon’ k!ll thеn?
fire at his ass, nah, i’ll pop the reels in
herе for the b*tch, that lil’ n*gga got wheeled in
we be the n*ggas that’s in that field playin’
we be the n*ggas that’s up in the field playin’
micro draco, yeah, i call this b*tch little man
yeah, with this, you gon’ die with your b*tch ass
oh, he got ice? take the watch off his rich ass
plottin’ on a l!ck and this lil’ b*tch real rich (real rich)
tryna make it rappin’, but i’m stuck in the field, sh*t (stuck in the field, sh*t)
folks got the drac’, b*tch, i’m dumpin’ the k!ll switch
get the f*ck out the way if you don’t wanna feel this
mamas gon’ cry, everybody gon’ feel this
give a f*ck ’bout your baby, should’ve taught him to k!ll sh*t
slidin’ on the opps, four deep in a fin*fin (fin*fin)
i’m the first to jump out, screamin’, “let me get him” (get him)
[verse 3: tsg draco]
they know draco bounce out with that switch (brr)
i’m switchin’ the crowd and whoever they with (you know that)
lil’ b*tch so thirsty, keep tryna take d*ck (nah), get the f*ck out my phone, b*tch, i’m out hittin’ l!cks
widebody ‘rango, we spinnin’ the bricks, we done d*mn near spinned six times today
tryna catch me a clapper and clap his ass up (come here), 7.62 blow his mind away (brrah)
ridin’ in a black truck, play, a n*gga act up, pull on the side, we gon’ up it and spray
my takers, they fiendin’ for blood, we been all through the bity playin’ crazy with switches and dracs
frr, let that b*tton b*tch stutter, it’s makin’ a mess (go)
man, they still ain’t get back when lil’ zelly got stretched (b*tch)
come through clappin’, the bl!cky got aim, i’m a vet
might just kick in your door, got the drop where it’s at

[verse 4: montannaatm]
it’s no hesitation, we spinnin’ the drop as soon as we know where it’s at
bounce out with the switch on the back of glock, for sure i’ma catch me a hat (brr)
b*tch wanna f*ck me, she know that i’m that
i can’t move without it, the glock be attached
he went on a hit, but he didn’t make it back
got hit with a switch and his dumb ass collapsed (brr, he gone)

[verse 5: baby take]
i’m the first n*gga hop out the car, get to bustin’
that draco came fully, you would think we some russians
get the drop on a n*gga, we k!ll him in public
double chop at the n*gga, he runnin’ and duckin’
foenem yellin’, “get him,” they act like i wasn’t
we into it with some n*ggas, i’ll k!ll my own cousin
know n*ggas don’t like baby take, he be buggin’
make me up and release, who the f*ck is you muggin’?
a lot of n*ggas be tough, you a b*tch, go and bug then
n*gga get out of line, 7.26s hug him
[verse 6: tsg draco]
we’ll get this b*tch bustin’, just say that it’s up
take ‘nem pullin’ up, spankin’ sh*t in the clutch
from the east to the 100s, n*ggas know ’bout us
swing my door on a vic’, n*ggas runnin’ and duckin’
chase him down, get up close, go and tap his mcnugget
n*ggas know ’bout us, we the opps, we stuntin’
new straight off the propad, b*tch, we floodin’
long live bizzle, we was flushin’ down blocks all summer
don’t get hit, every glock we got came with a b*tton
steady duckin’ on sh*t like andre drummond
see that flash, when you see us, better duck, we comin’
took two carti’s, two aps, we left him with nothin’ (b*tch, you know that)

- montannaatm lyrics

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