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bail out - montannaatm lyrics

[intro]
you’ll float down here, we all float down here
(enviyon on the mix)
uh (uh, uh, uh), yeah (uh), get ’em
brrat (gang)

[chorus]
yeah, it’s a shame they bring up my name whenever they speak of the 100s (whenever they speak of the 100s)
all head taps, he hit, i can get you k!lled, we put sh*t to sleep in the 100s (we put sh*t to sleep in the 100s)
yeah, take ‘nem wrap sh*t quick, hundred somethin’ shots out a switch, we really be gunnin’ (get ’em)
and we apply pressure on n*ggas (huh?), on cj, if i say it’s up, guarantee you
you know we gon’ bail out, hit a n*gga right in his grill, face shot, he can’t yell out (yeah)
n*ggas be duckin’ that pressure, switch on the back of the glock, tryna find your whereabouts (where you at?)
he steady stressin’ the fact that he one of them n*ggas, gon’ be the first n*gga we stretch out (get ’em)
hawk sh*t down for real, where the f*ck is you goin’? boy, you finna check out (huh? huh?)

[verse]
uh, uh, i’m in my bag for real, you n*ggas be stressed out (uh, uh, uh)
givin’ your opp to a b*tch and she doin’ d*ck, i don’t know what that’s ’bout (i don’t know what that’s ’bout)
i see you spoilin’ that b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck, pull up, get the best mouth (i just gotta top)
ready to put sh*t down, it’s mask and gloves whenever i step out (get ’em, get ’em)
frontline on the block like, “n*gga, what’s good?” (what’s good?)
jumpin’ out like i’m greeski and good (like i’m greeski and good)
two hundred thousand dollars all cash, ran through that lil’ sh*t in the hood (boy, i ran through that sh*t in the hood)
i’m what these lil’ n*ggas ain’t, i do sh*t that they wish that they could (do sh*t that they wish that they could)
steady chasin’ sh*t down, gotta throw on a hood
only move with them k!llers, get sh*t understood (uh, uh, uh)
ain’t with all the talkin’, my n*gga, let’s do it
thinkin’ like nike, lil’ n*gga, just do it (just do it)
glock so water, my brother just blew it (brother just blew it)
stand over gang, we draw down like a doodle (we draw down like a doodle)
we tap his head and seen pasta and noodles
he never seen brains, he not really a shooter (he not really a shooter)
run up that sack in the trap, you keep f*ckin’ up packs and i’m startin’ to think n*ggas usin’ (i’m startin’ to think n*ggas usin’)
he touched some work, he gon’ try to abuse it (he gon’ try to abuse it)
i get that package, i flip it and move it (i’ma flip it and move it)
this state to state, boy, i’m shippin’ it to you
front who with our money? i ain’t givin’ sh*t to you (ain’t givin’ sh*t to you)
yeah, i’m good with the drugs, but real with the music
stop cappin’, you ain’t like that n*gga, just cool it (cap)
can’t hang with the gang, you n*ggas be brewfurd
don’t got no bs for the block, he get booted
[chorus]
yeah, it’s a shame they bring up my name whenever they speak of the 100s (just la salle)
all head tap, he hit, i can get you k!lled, we put sh*t to sleep in the 100s (we lay sh*t down)
yeah, take ‘nem wrap sh*t quick, hundred somethin’ shots out a switch, we really be gunnin’ (get ’em)
and we apply pressure on n*ggas (huh?), on cj, if i say it’s up, guarantee you
you know we gon’ bail out, hit a n*gga right in his grill, face shot, he can’t yell out (baow, baow)
n*ggas be duckin’ that pressure, switch on the back of the glock, tryna find your whereabouts (brr)
he steady stressin’ the fact that he one of them n*ggas, gon’ be the first n*gga we stretch out (gon’ be the first n*gga we stretch out)
hawk sh*t down for real, where the f*ck is you goin’? boy, you finna check out (where the f*ck is you goin’, lil’ n*gga? uh)

[outro]
where the f*ck is you goin’, lil’ n*gga? uh
tap his face, they know we gon’ bail out, hit a n*gga right in his head, he can’t yell out

- montannaatm lyrics

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