Big Tana & Da Gang Freestyle ft. Lil Geek, 54 & Mista Lee Lyrics

Okay, Montana, let's go

Ayy, let's go

Okay, Lil Geek

Ayy, Montana, Twon

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

Okay, okay

Whole lotta money, exotic and women

Might bring it back home, she stealin' my linen

We'll pop out, both wearing Ricky we twinning

I'm fuckin' an angel, does that mean I'm sinnin'

Open a bottle and pop it, I'm spinnin

Roll up a dutch for this green one, I'm feeling it

Just like a cavity, I'm bout to drill it

The sauce on my bitch and I ain't bout to spill it

If you rollin' with me

What I do, don't question it, you got a issue

Pull up and we pressin' it, I got a bitch with me

Know that I'm dressing it, fuck in the coupe and her hair made a mess of it

punchin' the throttle, lil battery

Tesla shit

Montana, hellcat charger, I'm drinking on medicine

Fuck up more racks than niggas done ever spent

Swear these niggas irrelevant

Big ape, not an elephant

Diamond hit, they from elegant

Cool as fuck, but I'm arrogant

Don't make me get out my element

Damn, I just came from L.A. with Soulja

Big Draco, boy, you know that we toltin

Them packs out the mail so we bussin em open

Yo, bitch, hit me up, yeah, she want all my closer

The bloggers, they nosey, my jewelry frozing

Don't bring your ass around me, you ain't got no motion

I get hot like the summer, they thought it was snowing

Turn to clothes when we link, so we know that you foldin

Them 808s hittin' hard like I'm with Toven

Don't try to come back, cause we already sold

I kick them doors down, remember they closed em

Sipping drink, like it's Texas the way that they holding

We just pulled off in the scat

Can't fuck with them boys cause they cap

This shit that we speakin' straight facts

Walk through the club and I come through the back

Shawty she turnt to the max

Walk through the club with them racks

Gucci and Louis and Fendi and Prada

I don't care, this shit do not match

Me, I'm up on another wave

This drip is so crazy, like Tidal Wave

Fuck the mall, I go and hit the bank

Get a Sprite, pour it in my drink

Don't play ball, but I fade away

Ball hard like MJ

Fuck a hater, fuck what they say

Count a bag up every day