October
NGB MONTANA
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Oh, you can catch me In that field I'm with dem Goonies Baby Spend ten racks then make it back, I'm ridin' around with my toolie baby Sippin on red drank Uh Codeine got me woozy baby I must be honest, the money I got is demonic Got the trap house jumpin' wit bitches way out in Milan Got some real-deal junkies that help me stretch my money long I got Reed Richards bands my money stretch that shit don't stop Jamaican bitch out in France her titties poking through her top Had to drop-top my bitch in the back of the latest Benz I'm a star player baby shootin' scoring shit for the win Being heartbroken it don't change me Being heartbroken it won't change me Pill residue in my nose you caught me lacking I'm totin AR Pistols in London it's not the fashion Got the Six Shooter on me, Evil hoes is what I'm attracting Steady countin' blue hunnits, fingers itching from all the thumbin' Feel like Jamie St Patrick, scaring bitches I go Ghost Uh In the back of the Double R gettin' head while I smoke my dope Got a couple of bad hoes trynna f*ck put my dick in they throat Me and E-Money counting money, Got a perc in my tummy Aint no Jordan Peele baby we some druggies inside a Sunken Place Love my girl crazy, she wavy, love it when I f*ck her face Rockstar Chains & Diamond Rings Vs drip like Everglade I sniff white like Whitney, Hey I take pills to meditate Overdosing to the face OxyContin be my bae Rockin Red October, Sippin Red I'm never sober Shoot the K, Split his brains, spreading shit like jelly jam Couple rackies for a feature You niggas faggots just like divas Way too high baby I can't get down I'm smokin' Cherry Blaze When I'm in that pussy I do my dance I just spent ten bands on Cartier France Cut off my bitch if she f*ck up again, I want her buddy Im fuckin her friend I'm mixin fashion don't care if it blend I wanna die trynna reach to the end Oh, you can catch me In that field I'm with dem Goonies Baby Spend ten racks then make it back, I'm ridin' around with my toolie baby Sippin on red drank Uh Codeine got me woozy baby I must be honest, the money I got is demonic Got the trap house jumpin' wit bitches way out in Milan Got some real-deal junkies that help me stretch my money long I got Reed Richards bands my money stretch that shit don't stop Jamaican bitch out in France her titties poking through her top Had to drop-top my bitch in the back of the latest Benz I'm a star player baby shootin' scoring shit for the win Being heartbroken it don't change me Being heartbroken it won't change me Pill residue in my nose you caught me lacking I'm totin AR Pistols in London it's not the fashion Got the Six Shooter on me, Evil hoes is what I'm attracting Steady countin' blue hunnits, fingers itching from all the thumbin'
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