Lil Bibby - Montana lyrics

[Chorus: x2] I'm chiefing like Joe Montana Blowing like Tony Montana Selling that Hannah Montana b**h freaky like Montana [Verse 1: Lil Bibby] Ok that money sh**, I go get it Cut her off, that ho tripping I'm coke flipping, my bro k**ing Just no kids and no women We got the choppers like Scarface Got 50 shots up in my K n***a try to run up in my place That chopper singing like Sade I'm pulling up in that Benzo Sweatshirt by Kenzo My k**ers blow, we ain't friends ho Rob the plug if our ends low Got some old heads still throwing bullets like Brett Favre Getting trap money and rap money So we pulling up in the best cars [?] pa** by and you know that's me White on white with the blood red seats n***as get dropped, we don't do the rap beef We tote that heat, we'll blow that heat Shoot your face off My young n***as hitters, no baseball We getting dirty money, no bank cards And we got a lot of guns, get a land rover [?] My n***as can't stop [Chorus x2] [Verse 2: Juicy J] This right here that crack I represent the n***as in the trap My little homie got that sack See all my n***as don't rap It's just me and all my dogs All my dogs, no rats But if the law were on the scene then all my dogs run track You looking for a goddamn savior You f**ing with the wrong n***a All this ice on my neck, it's gonna be a long winter I'm teach you how to ball n***a I'm a boss n***a Stack it till it fall n***a I'm a boss n***a n***a can't tell we stunting, Dominican Republic Spanish b**h make me muffins and she ain't wearing nothing You know a Memphis n***a get that bread everywhere I go Hollywood chicks give me head everywhere I go [Chorus x2]