Montana by BoonySugar Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm runnin' up the racks, like a touchdown
Ben 10 rollie on my wrist, and it's bust down
Poppin' addies these with some xannies on a come down
Had the time of my life, girl, we done now
Bitch I ball, bitch I ball, then I fadeaway
Bouncin' off the walls, like a motherfuckin' ricochet
Bitch said she want a break, I said I'm done anyway
Shout out jay shpet, that's my motherfuckin' protege
Born and raised to kill and I never gave a fuck
Ever since a youngun, I been juggin'
'Cause I always wanted bucks
Oh, I never goin' broke
Even if I gotta sell
Supreme, sneakers, even fuckin' dope
Lil hoe
BoonySugar, born and raised right here
In the motherfuckin' Slope
The place where my head rest
1600 my address
[Verse 2]
I reinvested drug money
Bitch, I call it thug money
I got ten racks
I call it plug money
I don't fuck with young money
And I got it on my own, 'cause I work hard
Even the bad times are good
Postin' with the homies and I'm chiefin' on the wood
Man, I fucked up, now I'm try'na make it good
Thinkin' 'bout her bits, like, damn, I really could
Oh, yeah
That shit got me feelin' right
Try'na stay low, then I blow
Like some dynamite
Overnight, writin' rhymes in the candlelight
I (???) over like a satellite
Young Boony, and I'm ballin' like I'm Pippen
Racks keep stackin'
Long as green keep slippin'
Bitch, I say Safekey, but drop it if you trippin'
End o' the day
I got bitches, and they drippin'
Bitch, I'm runnin' up the racks, like a touchdown
Ben 10 rollie on my wrist, and it's bust down
Poppin' addies these with some xannies on a come down
Had the time of my life, girl, we done now
Bitch I ball, bitch I ball, then I fadeaway
Bouncin' off the walls, like a motherfuckin' ricochet
Bitch said she want a break, I said I'm done anyway
Shout out jay shpet, that's my motherfuckin' protege
Born and raised to kill and I never gave a fuck
Ever since a youngun, I been juggin'
'Cause I always wanted bucks
Oh, I never goin' broke
Even if I gotta sell
Supreme, sneakers, even fuckin' dope
Lil hoe
BoonySugar, born and raised right here
In the motherfuckin' Slope
The place where my head rest
1600 my address
[Verse 2]
I reinvested drug money
Bitch, I call it thug money
I got ten racks
I call it plug money
I don't fuck with young money
And I got it on my own, 'cause I work hard
Even the bad times are good
Postin' with the homies and I'm chiefin' on the wood
Man, I fucked up, now I'm try'na make it good
Thinkin' 'bout her bits, like, damn, I really could
Oh, yeah
That shit got me feelin' right
Try'na stay low, then I blow
Like some dynamite
Overnight, writin' rhymes in the candlelight
I (???) over like a satellite
Young Boony, and I'm ballin' like I'm Pippen
Racks keep stackin'
Long as green keep slippin'
Bitch, I say Safekey, but drop it if you trippin'
End o' the day
I got bitches, and they drippin'