Talley Of 300 - You Know lyrics

[Hook: Montana of 300] You know the bad b**hes want me You know you p**y boys don't want beef You know I keep the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah b**h you know about me You know the bad b**hes want me You know you p**y boys don't want beef You know I keep the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah b**h you know about me [Verse 1: Montana of 300] Rapgod on my fly sh**, I feel like a pilot Karate kid, bandana and some nice kicks Keep that tool on my nuts, I ain't talking vice grips Check out my hip, say hi to my side kick Your b**h all on my dick, she like who you side with Told the b**h, I'm FGE and that is who I ride with Married to that money, no I don't need no side b**h I don't twitter beef, I just [gun sound], moment of silence Moved weight like a dolly, with itchy beside me Shout out my mommy cause that's who designed me I'm praying for her, while she beam up the Scotty This rap sh** and talking to god is my hobby Yeah I know he got me, you know I got bodies You get out your body, you gonna get bodied And you know the shotty got kick like karate No acting I call that b**h Mr. Miyagi So f** n***a try me, get wet like tsunamis A thorn in your a**, boy I'm wilder than Donnie And shout out to Talley, been rocking with Broski since day one I feel like we Chucky and Tommy Yeah that's my n***a like Apollo and Rocky These label can't buy me and can't make a copy Flow colder than Hockey, the greatest like Ali I'm coming, I came from the dirt like a zombie SQUAD [Hook: Montana of 300] You know the bad b**hes want me You know you p**y boys don't want beef You know I get the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah b**h you know about me You know the bad b**hes want me You know you p**y boys don't want beef You know I get the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah b**h you know about me [Verse 2: Talley of 300] Full of possess, possess a lil b**h too much swag for these hoes Pluto Nash, [?] pimping and working I'm bagging these hoes Like grocery lines, but they don't get a dime in minimal time No game, I'm scoring, n***as mad cause they just sit on the line Talking bout nothing, I come to the checks, we just cuttin' and back to that money No joke but you n***as is funny Hate that we shine 'til it's the opposite of sunny You don't wanna stand in that rain, [ahead to the hell?] Lord only knows but won't tell No need for bail cause I never see the cell Beef you don't want it, better sleep on it Where's my wake in the morning I serve you a rest of your head, feed you this leg Breakfast in bed, DOA, not left for dead f** para meds, not just a pat in your head It's just like a cramp in your leg If you not prepared then, lord bless the dead You know what the deal is bih And you know that we drillin' sh** End what you thought and f** what ya heard p**y n***a hear this clip And your b**h wanna feel this dick She know I ain't with the feeling sh** She know I'm a dog, know I burry bone She gon' let me dig this ditch [Hook: Montana of 300] You know the bad b**hes want me You know you p**y boys don't want beef You know I get the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah b**h you know about me You know the bad b**hes want me You know you p**y boys don't want beef You know I get the forty on me Yeah you know about me, yeah b**h you know about me