Montana Of 300 - Stephen Curry lyrics

[Hook: Montana of 300] Yeah the game foul and the ref dirty Keep the green on me like a jets jersey Tell a opposition I ain't never worried Keep the 30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry 30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry 30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry Tell a opposition I ain't never worried Keep the 30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry 30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry 30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry Yeah the game foul and the ref dirty Keep the 30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry [Verse 1: J Real] Don't come around my block n***a Knowing damn well we don't rock wit ya 30's off in these Glocks n***a Squeeze that b**h it don't stop n***a Imma ? n***a, I pop n***as If he riding with ya, he gon die with ya Pull up right beside n***as And let the whole clip ride n***a Blowing sh**, I go broke in sh** Then I'm poking sh** doors get kicked 223 with a 50 clip It take two hands to even hold the b**h f** n***as I can't trust them Did once and I learned my lesson Crossed the n***a like an intersection Had to pick his a** like an interception Hit his a** with that Smith & Wesson Murder sh**, I think I got a fetish When I shoot that gun and I see that blood Everybody dead so ain't nobody tellin' They like there he go, yeah here I am Not to long ago, I was in the can Now I'm fly as peter pan And these b**hes wanna kick it like Jackie Chan FGE b**h we the clan ? Your b**h blue like a pepsi can And I'm a pimp n***a, I ain't never payin [Hook] [Verse 2: J Real] Don't know a misdemeanor only cla** X 30 shots when I blast tecs Hop up outta that Aztec Counting bodies like I'm Mad Max I'm in the Windy City brought some k**ers with me b**hes f**in for a fifth of ? That's why I can never love a ho Kick her out before she get comfortable I'm J Real I won't lack, opps know that I'm on that Meet a n***a at his doormat Run up on him let the pole clap Momma told me mutha f**ers phony Don't trust a n***a, far as you can throw him f** the feds they trying to slam my bro These n***as hating on me, I don't even know em' f** I need to come back for Got mine hope you got yours 40 Cal that's my boy Send a n***a to the top floor Like boom b**h n***a take this Remember jackie and I had to hold a clip But the motha f**ers still ? spit So I ain't give a f**, I was drilling b**h [Hook]