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lirik lagu jay montana – hellcat

[intro]
(al geno on the track)

[chorus: rylo rodriguez]
b~tch, this a h~llcat, this ain’t no scatpack
this not a beretta, it’s a glock 17 matte black
hundred bags og, but can’t throw you one, i am not that
don’t put your camera on me, lil’ ho, we just f~ckin’, this is not that
beefin’ with us, yeah, you dead
that piru left that home red
gotta put sh~t on your head
ho, don’t lay down on my bed
get down, bend over on the floor
i’m high, but let’s f~ck on the low
bought an fn with a red light
even though i’m on the go
[verse 1: rylo rodriguez]
f~ck them guys, they know it’s up
my neck and wrist is frozen up
project baby, candy lady
i spent a rack on frozen clocks
every gun, go load ’em up
man, sh~t bumpin’, you can see it p~ss
stop by cvs and bought deodorant ’cause gettin’ cheese a must
these hoes got more money than a n~gga, six racks, ass did
brought the number seven to the ocean, that was catfish
rollie, rollie, i still ain’t blow up
holy moly, this foreign do donuts
they hear me ‘fore they see me comin’
pray my n~ggas touch down, michael thomas
she went to suck my d~ck, but it ain’t turn me on, she had on a bonnet
lil’ ho keep on playin’, i told her, “whatever, mate,” ’cause she from london
ain’t have sh~t, but now i’m royal
i’m a hotboy, i’ma shoot my shot at toya
pray bro beat his case, i’m tryna get metro boomin to be his lawyer
digi’ dash, no scammin’, [?][1:09]
she swipe the card, i swiped her heart
bros in the yard, they knives are sharp
fifty racks, my jewelry on
roll through the hood, i stopped and parked
hundred shots, i don’t drink no liquor
you do the math, i don’t like the bar
[verse 2: mgm lett]
i was broke as f~ck and grabbed a p
smokin’ opps out grabba leaves
i’m ballin’, makin’ plays while the police tryna tackle me
a n~gga try to play, then we gon’ shoot up the whole faculty
i’m really in the streets and got the same sh~t that these rappers be
had a bad shuffle, i’ma play it how the cards lay
know some young n~ggas who rebels, they don’t listen to what god say
if we beefin’, get the shovel, i guarantee that them boys lay
ever since that sh~t had happened, call my partner mr. broad day
we upped the score up on the opps and watched them p~ssy n~ggas fell back
i got a few spots i never trap, but i get mail at
but keep that to yourself because an informant’ll tell that
my opps ain’t got no car, but we still spinned that sh~t in h~llcats

[verse 3: jay montana]
hotbox, i can’t breathe, this ain’t weed, b~tch, it’s gun smoke
[?][1:59] real coke, just seen my opps, they real jokes
trackhawk jeep [?]
got me on her stomach (sit back)
f~ck i look like runnin’?
bought .223s, my trap was jumpin’
know n~ggas mad they can’t see me, i’ma go and buy them n~ggas glasses
b~tch ain’t know she could’ve got a bag, she f~cked me for some lashes
can’t take it back when me and lu get mad, we ain’t givin’ n~ggas passes
i pour, i’m itchin’, yeah, rashes, they trap dry, yeah, cactus
you know we ride with automatics
turn the kn~b up, say it’s static
took back the rollie, want the patek
in and out of town, ain’t even pack it
i been way too soft on n~ggas, lately, i been goin’ harder
could’ve bought a thousand tropicanas, but i spent this sh~t on water
yeah, f~ck my opps, i’ma raise my son, i’ma make him hit the n~gga daughter
[chorus: rylo rodriguez]
b~tch, this a h~llcat, this ain’t no scatpack
this not a beretta, it’s a glock 17 matte black
hundred bags og, but can’t throw you one, i am not that
don’t put your camera on me, lil’ ho, we just f~ckin’, this is not that
beefin’ with us, yeah, you dead
that piru left that home red
gotta put sh~t on your head
ho, don’t lay down on my bed
get down, bend over on the floor
i’m high, but let’s f~ck on the low
bought an fn with a red light
even though i’m on the go

- lirik lagu jay montana

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