Ten

Uh, Biggest, Montana Big-ass ten on my side, you ain't never touch a ten Jim4 got a nine with a box, knock off your limbs If I get locked, I ain't do it, no time, I got money to spend Omerta, I ain't droppin' no dime, I don't speak no sin I don't see no sin, young eses ready to spin Take a striker, and switch out the VIN Play with my brother and switch up the whip Get on one knee, and watch that bitch flip Should've never said my name from the rip Nuestro Canton nigga, f*ck who you with Wanna die for some fame, come spin Round it up, spend it, get it again Before I go broke, Ill go out bangin' pin You a bitch, you got jacked for your gen Like what's in my cup is a jack, is it gin Four hundred on some drank, I'm inna stu with gin Four hundred on some shades, had to Prada my lens Think you real, but everything you claim is pretend Big ass Super Bowl ring, I could've bought a Benz Treated you like my brother, you weren't even my friend Got that shit from the gutter, now I'm lookin' for land On the south tryna get rich, pocket full of sand Million dollar mission, snake me for a band My dawg said get a ram, I'd rather have a lamb On the block, taxing, call me Uncle Sam All That fake rapping, get you turned to sand I've been mix, matching the whips cause I can Wanna beef from the can, I don't f*ck with no Spam Wanna beef on the net, in person hear a blam Got a cool 15 sittin' on my hand I was lil dude, 15 with a hammer I done touched so much white, por eso soy Montana Ill f*ck round up the pipe if you knock over this Fanta Ill f*ck round up the price, take the bows to Atlanta F*ck round, take em to Bama Fat fool with a fat sack, yeah, call me Santa Thinkin' like, should I get the scat pack or save for the Phantom Don't ask me about none of these hoes, these bitchs be random Thinkin' like, should I get my neck froze Or save for the family Big-ass 10 on my side, you ain't never touch a 10 Jim4 got a 9, with a box, knock off your limbs If I get locked, I ain't do it, no time, I got money to spend Omertà, I ain't droppin' no dime, I don't speak no sin I don't see no sin, young eses ready to spin Take a striker, and switch out the Vin Play with my brother, and switch up the whip Get on one knee and watch that bitch flip You should've never said my name from the rip Nuestro canton nigga f*ck who you with Wanna die for some fame, come spin