ROXAN MONTANAA Lyrics
- Genre:Electronic
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
All night yeah the beat is on
Yeah the beat don't stop till the crack of dawn
Beat a bitch face like A V ON
So hot make a bitch melt the heat is on
Had to switch up my flow sorry took so long
But I'm calling all the shots like Dr Um
Miami wings out fresh pack of dove
Are you niggas is fish I'm filet mignon
Rat ta ta tat
The bitches in the back
Who love to talk smack
You bitches get slapped
With my hand out bitch I'm the man now
Yeah I got my hand out bitch you're a fan now
Bitch you a bird and I feed you with my hand out
Could've went and branched out but you're still here now
Looking like a fool with your motherfucking pants down
I'm really on fire man I think I need to cool down
I don't see you niggas
Mace in the air
I don't see you niggas
Talking out your ass you're a motherfucking head ass
Holding on a blunt man I think you need to pass that yeah
I got plenty hitters death drop
I got plenty hitters death drop
Keep your cool don't get popped Keep your cool don't get popped
Who is the better dancer
Myself of course
Oh you ain't gotta tell me twice You ain't got to tell me twice
It's a lot of niggas jealous
It's a lot of niggas mad
I really don't give a shit
Cause bitch I'm in my bag
Big bag
It's a lot of bitches hating
And them bitches so sad
I really don't give a fuck bitch stay mad
Fee fi fo fum here I come my brother got my back the other got my front
A bad bitch I guess I got you sprung
A savage you ready here I come
Lavish I heard you from the slums
My cabbage I ate it all up
You the last bitch I always been the one
I got my wet rag bitch you a bum eww
Chilling sipping Henny with my feet up
I only live once so I really got a T up
My brothers in the back & they packing that heat up
My flow so one in one million like Aaliyah
I don't even gotta give you onomatopoeia's
You bitches gone fuck to my shit in his hoe
You bitches better rock on some shit like a boat
You bitches better fight to the end like a vote hoe