Monte Carlo ft. Rifi Lyrics

I don't play

Your girl she want to stay

Take her on a vacay Monte Carlo in a day

I'm on the bay

Get paychecks everyday

Turning up the crowd when I'm walking out on stage

Yeah I'm

Running up a bag, now I brag, and I can't be matched

Shawty want me back, she text that, but she's in the past

Flexing on an ex, I'm up next, take off like the flash

Rising to the top, I won't stop, yeah I hit the dash

Post up in the villa with your girl share the same bed

You having a problem, bitching to all of 'em, she still leave your ass on read

Now you want to f me up, damn, that's what she said

Sand on the coast I'm doing the most, shit making all this bread

I don't want no problems, trying to live my life solo

Striving for success, keep the bag on the down low

Grinding for the vacay yeah this fame ain't no damn show

Vibing with your girl out here in Monte Carlo

Just got a bag now your playing, don't mess around, don't make a sound

Cars in the street, got the heat, race the fleet, take a seat, now don't talk no shit to me now

Smoke your ass yeah we gon' throw this shit down like the DOW

Dustin your ass, on my momma, now you are asking me how

Oh woah

On my toes always on the go

She says she likes Monte Carlo

She just like the life, no regrets, I know

Running up a bag, now I brag, and I can't be matched

Shawty want me back, she text that, but she's in the past

Flexing on an ex, I'm up next, take off like the flash

Rising to the top, I won't stop, yeah I hit the dash

Post up in the villa with your girl share the same bed

You having a problem, bitching to all of 'em, she still leave your ass on read

Now you want to f me up, damn, that's what she said

Sand on the coast I'm doing the most, shit making all this bread

Woah called me a liar

Bitch I don't even need you I got other girls on wire

I made so much cash today I'm ready to retire

Posted up in Monte Carlo, your girls commenting fire

Yeah I'm stacking all this money and it's blue

Stunting and running and when she see me she gon' swoon

Yeah I went and ran it up

When she call I'm gon' hang up

She tell me she wanna fuck

Like a balloon I blew up

Oh she thinks I care and need her

But the money is what I prefer

Yeah, ok, bought her a new coat that's new fur

I love you's what she whispers

Running up a bag, now I brag, and I can't be matched

Shawty want me back, she text that, but she's in the past

Flexing on an ex, I'm up next, take off like the flash

Rising to the top, I won't stop, yeah I hit the dash

Post up in the villa with your girl share the same bed

You having a problem, bitching to all of 'em, she still leave your ass on read

Now you want to f me up, damn, that's what she said

Sand on the coast I'm doing the most, shit making all this bread