[Produced by Matthew Ali]
[Verse 1]
Look
Don’t give a shit, she on her knees like she pray to the reverend
Fucked in the closet, 7 minutes and I took her to heaven
What is your mileage?
She saying 4 but I think it’s like 7
It don’t stop
Head in the street so I’m calling her Sevyn
Born for this shit so they calling me Evan
Creep on his block he got off at 11
He try to run now he trapped in a dead-end
I swear to god ima' teach him a lesson
If I run up on him, I put it on bro'nem it’s straight to the point ain't no need for a threaten
Solving this problem I need me a weapon
Dot on your head now it look like a sentence
Aye, Too high-key don’t need no flick
If you got money don't need no bitch
She fucking with me I need me your bitch
It’s late night Arsenio shit
I had to cut her
She come from the gutter
And I swear the pussy was softer than butter
She licking my nutter
She lick it like butter
I hit it in silence I ain’t make a utter
[Chorus]
All these niggas lame man I swear these niggas soft
Should’ve knew it from your name, you be jacking all the sauce
Got your bitch up on my body make her suck it while it’s soft
She gone suck that shit of coarse aye!
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[Verse 2]
Big Wock, big drip
After I hit it she dip dip
I got your bitch on my hit list
I got your sis on my wishlist
I just might show you the nipslip
I eat her cheerio, pip pip
I had your bitch from the rip-rip
Suck on my dick and it feel like a lipkit
She was a hoe and she sluttin you know it
Thinking she valid cause shawty ain’t show it
Ice on my neck got you thinking it’s snowing
She send a message but I did not open
So after I hit it I swear you could keep her
Bitch I’m direct so they calling me Jeter
Gold on my body it look like a freezer
Purple my cup and I’m sipping on Freeza
Montcler drip, aye
I run Montclair in Montcler
Half of a ticket is all in my ear
Half of your rent I just spent on my gear
You fuck your bitch and it took you a year
I fuck my bitch and it took me a day
Made me a rack and it took me a day
First it’s the Bentley now it's the Wraith
God damn
[Chorus]
All these niggas lame man I swear these niggas soft
Should’ve knew it from your name, you be jacking all the sauce
Got your bitch up on my body make her suck it while it’s soft
She gone suck that shit of coarse aye!
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Montclair was written by Mali Smith.
Montclair was produced by Matthew Ali.