Tony Montana
Tony Montana
Yung Pinch
Matics on a wave
BLESSED
Oh yeaahh, yeah
Yung Pinch in this whoahh
Aye
Know I got hoes ain't gotta tell me
Ain't gotta tell me
I know they all gold ain't gotta tell me
Ain't gotta tell me
Man all of this dope ain't gotta sell me
Ain't gonna sell me
I'm doing fine by myself, run up a check with no help
Accomplish my goals ain't gotta tell me
Ain't gotta tell me
All of these hoes man it ain't healthy
No it ain't healthy
They all on my phone trying to take selfies
Somebody help me
Shawty fell in love by herself
Ran up a check with no help
She said "it's a check over here"
"Prep another bottle" what she whispered in my ear
I said baby show respect when you near
Pop that mud on your forehead
Pour it down your face like tears
You in debt what I hear
Watch your step when you stuck over here
Ain't no flex over here, ain't no flex over here
Big boss like Tony, yeah I'm talking about Montana
They wanna put me in a slammer one bad mamajama
I'm paying bills no Cosby
I got angles like Charlie
These girls just choosing, fuck boy you Bosley
Fuck boy you ballsy
Rock with me you don't want beef
It's the underdogs I'm rocking
Half humble, half cocky
In the stands where you watch me
I love bands like a rock fan
Bitch might past don't haunt me
I work hard for this shit though
Money talking bitch I'm skitzo
Shoutout that boy Diplo
Where are you now?
I'm in the party it's a shitshow
Kept it real since the get go
Drop it down baby get low
Know I got hoes ain't gotta tell me, ain't gotta tell me
I know they all gold ain't gotta tell me, ain't gotta tell me
Man all of this dope ain't gotta sell me, ain't gonna sell me
I'm doing fine by myself, run up a check with no help
Accomplish my goals ain't gotta tell me, ain't gotta tell me
All of these hoes man it ain't healthy, no it ain't healthy
They all on my phone trying to take selfies, somebody help me
Shawty fell in love by herself, run up a check with no help
She said "it's a check over here"
Prep another bottle what she whispered in my ear
I said baby show respect when you near
Pop that mud on your forehead
Pour it down your face like tears
Yung Pinch
Matics on a wave
BLESSED
Oh yeaahh, yeah
Yung Pinch in this whoahh
Aye
Know I got hoes ain't gotta tell me
Ain't gotta tell me
I know they all gold ain't gotta tell me
Ain't gotta tell me
Man all of this dope ain't gotta sell me
Ain't gonna sell me
I'm doing fine by myself, run up a check with no help
Accomplish my goals ain't gotta tell me
Ain't gotta tell me
All of these hoes man it ain't healthy
No it ain't healthy
They all on my phone trying to take selfies
Somebody help me
Shawty fell in love by herself
Ran up a check with no help
She said "it's a check over here"
"Prep another bottle" what she whispered in my ear
I said baby show respect when you near
Pop that mud on your forehead
Pour it down your face like tears
You in debt what I hear
Watch your step when you stuck over here
Ain't no flex over here, ain't no flex over here
Big boss like Tony, yeah I'm talking about Montana
They wanna put me in a slammer one bad mamajama
I'm paying bills no Cosby
I got angles like Charlie
These girls just choosing, fuck boy you Bosley
Fuck boy you ballsy
Rock with me you don't want beef
It's the underdogs I'm rocking
Half humble, half cocky
In the stands where you watch me
I love bands like a rock fan
Bitch might past don't haunt me
I work hard for this shit though
Money talking bitch I'm skitzo
Shoutout that boy Diplo
Where are you now?
I'm in the party it's a shitshow
Kept it real since the get go
Drop it down baby get low
Know I got hoes ain't gotta tell me, ain't gotta tell me
I know they all gold ain't gotta tell me, ain't gotta tell me
Man all of this dope ain't gotta sell me, ain't gonna sell me
I'm doing fine by myself, run up a check with no help
Accomplish my goals ain't gotta tell me, ain't gotta tell me
All of these hoes man it ain't healthy, no it ain't healthy
They all on my phone trying to take selfies, somebody help me
Shawty fell in love by herself, run up a check with no help
She said "it's a check over here"
Prep another bottle what she whispered in my ear
I said baby show respect when you near
Pop that mud on your forehead
Pour it down your face like tears
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Writer(s): Tariq Sharrieff, Brendan Matics, Blake Sandoval
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