911 Lyrics

Oh, shit, Monty, c'mon

Oh, no, no, Monty, stop. You don't wanna

Me and Brody back-to-back in 9-11s like we terrorists

Real is rare, it comes around, I have to cherish it

I can't lie, I'm fresh to death, y'all have to bury me

Mysophobia, fear of dirty hoes, I'm stayin' very clean

Brody's lappin' in the track while I'm swervin' in the porch

Luh Tyler fat racks, keep them on me, that's of course

I don't like to get off track, more the tightest in the course

Mr. Enie Miney Mo, we pick a opp and then extort

Brody's lappin' in the track while I'm swervin' in the vet

Never lackin' in the trap, BDS, but shit to rest

Keep my dick out your throat, see it pokin' out your neck

Bro a trish sipper, Big Tipper when he off the tech

Only talk about the big business, you can have the rest

Nut quick, less than 10 minutes when she drop the neck

Quit playin, bitch, I'm big pimpin', Scottie in the flex

Dust the lint off my Amiri pants, and I got a pendant that'll match the set

You never gettin' to it, you just talk, already asked your friends

Feel like I'll have to buy 10 more if I crash the Benz

Hit the running man, shoulda ran to his other friends

Shit, fuck, damn, I keep sinnin' need another cleanse

Jehovah's Witness couldn't save that boy, he got hit with 10

Holy moly, hittin' roly polies in a sprinter van

He ain't really gettin' to no pape, he's a middle man

Give him a nuggie when I see him, call him Little Man

Bitch, you hatin' for no reason while you dead broke

Probably somewhere in the islands with some medical

Papers never lie, comply to what you actin Federal

Squash yellow on the new foreign, I whip Vegetables

Only talk about the big business, you can't have the rest

Nut quick, less than 10 minutes when she drop the neck

Quick plan, bitch, I'm big pimpin', Scottie in the flex

Dust the lint off my Amiri pants, and I got a pendant that'll match the set

Never gettin' to it, you just talk, already asked your friends

Feel like I'll have to buy 10 more if I crash the Benz

Hit the running man, shoulda ran to his other friends

Shit, fuck, damn, I keep sayin' I need another claim

Me and bro in 9-11s like we terrorists

Real is rare, it comes around, I have to cherish it

I can't lie, I'm fresh to death, y'all have to bury me

Mysophobia, fear dirty hoes, I'm stayin' very clean

Brody's lappin' in the track while I'm swervin' in the Porsche

Luh Tyler, fat racks, keep him on me, that's of course

I don't like to get off track, more the type to stay the course

Mr. Enie, Miney Moe, we pick a opp and then extort

Brody's lappin' in the track while I'm swervin' in the vet

Never lackin' in the trap, BDS, but shit to rest

Keep my dick out your throat, see it pokin' out Your neck

Bro a trish sipper, big tipper, when he off the tech