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main slime - montannaatm lyrics

[intro]
(mula, pipe me up for this one)
gang (gang, gang, gang, gang, tsg, b*tch)
brrat
mm, mm, mm, yeah (long live bd, n*gga, you know how this sh*t go, man)
(f*ck all the opps)

[chorus]
don’t talk to me if it ain’t about money
my conversation go straight to the bank (go straight to the bank)
this lil’ b*tch thirsty, she want me to fack her
she let goofies hit it, i told her i can’t
tadoe on point, yeah, he strapped with a hundred
first chance he get, shorty tappin’ a drac’ (tappin’ a drac’)
these n*ggas be bappin’, they ain’t on nothin’
how you jump out a jeep and get shot in your face?
deep in that water, the 6 full of sharks
free all the ones that’s locked in the tank
just caught a new case, it was me a tre
but we back out on bond ’cause we playin’ with pape’ (we play with mon*yun)
hit up my lawyers with large amounts
we don’t sit in counties, we don’t see the state
tell a b*tch n*gga check my bank account
my life really lit, i do sh*t that you can’t

[verse]
foenem get on his ass if he play with that paper
like we in the kitchen, shorty ‘nem bakers
that switch get to cl!ckin’, wet him like dishes
you know it was us ’cause he caught a face shot
whenever they outside, we spinnin’ they block
catch me on the 9 ’cause you know the trey hot
around this b*tch, when we see n*ggas ain’t usin’ they sh*t, we known to take glocks
playin’ with pounds and onions, tryna see a hundred
they know i’m addicted to mon*yun
but a bag on your head, that sh*t get you done*yun
them takers jump out with some sh*t you can’t run from
he thought he was, yeah, he got hit with that uh*uh
smokin’ your mans, b*tch, here go a blunt*uh
for that bag, we’ll fan this b*tch at your grandma
he got hit from two ways, he ain’t know where it come from (brr, brr)
i done f*ck around, fell in love with how fast that money be comin’ in (that money keep comin’ in)
and i need to cut my grass just to keep them snakes from comin’ in (yeah)
and i’m stuck in my bag and it’s so big like i’m bringin’ luggage in
n*gga, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no cash
huh? what he say? f*ck n*gga, come again (huh?)
he tried to pass me some blue gloves, but i got on the black ones
n*gga, we runnin’ in (n*gga, we runnin’ in)
this n*gga thinkin’ he low, but i know how to catch him
i got a b*tch gettin’ close to him
i don’t pay no ‘tention to none of these n*ggas
i already know they be duckin’ the gang
them 7.62s hit you off that lean and make your purple rain (and make your purple rain)
she wanna f*ck ‘tanna ’cause i’m really with it
b*tch, i’m too authentic, that’s just how i came
always on a mission, i’m standin’ on business
catch me on the 5 or i’m on the 8 block
don’t ride through the 7, we out with like eight glocks (yeah)
pop out like it’s ‘tanna, n*gga, this ain’t box (it ain’t)
we play with hammers ’cause these n*ggas can’t box
jump out with no mask, that sh*t got my face hot (get ’em)
[chorus]
don’t talk to me if it ain’t about money
my conversation go straight to the bank
this lil’ b*tch thirsty, she want me to fack her
she let goofies hit it, i told her i can’t (i told her i can’t)
tadoe on point, yeah, he strapped with a hundred
first chance he get, shorty tappin’ a drac’
these n*ggas be bappin’, they ain’t on nothin’
how you jump out a jeep and get shot in your face?
deep in that water, the 6 full of sharks
free all the ones that’s locked in the tank
just caught a new case, it was me a tre
but we back out on bond ’cause we playin’ with pape’
hit up my lawyers with large amounts
we don’t sit in counties, we don’t see the state
tell a b*tch n*gga check my bank account
my life really lit, i do sh*t that you can’t (go)

[outro]
catch me on the 5 or i’m on the 8 block
get ’em

- montannaatm lyrics

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