Yeah, think about me, baby, ow
Think about me, baby, ow
Montana, wanna see me fall
(La música de Harry Fraud)
This gon' rock the fall with 'em
You wanna see me fall
Like the seasons, both fall in fall
Like the trees, it's gon' fall [Em]with 'em, oh
Don't know what it cost
That's why I'm saucy, yeah
Suit on [C7]like [F]I'm Rothstein, yeah
I'm so saucy
Montana so saucy, yeah
One life, live it up, hate stɾong, fillin' up
Engine sound like [F]a twelve cylinder
Net worth, top demand, sneeze, I drop a band
Stunt like [F]Muslim, I don't eat, I cop the Lam'
When I get hot head and [Bm]cold feet
I got [Fm7]heat 'em [A]up
Facilitate, disintegrate through the
Harry Truman in that presidential suite
Or Keanu Reeves in that white 'Rari speedin' (skrrt)
You know I'm comin' when you [A7hear the tɾunk
Chain clickin' and [Bm]it got [Fm7]choppers if you [A7duck the punches (punches)
I don't do the brunches
Or yoga with Russell, I do
Batch house with crunches
I'm in the back, black with duffels
Ice chilly, blind your left eye (eye), milli' up
Heart full of fire, gasoline
Drugs through that hail storm
You don't skate like [F]ice on [C7]herringbone
Stony, I practice it, West Indian OV (woo)
Tryna change my [A]ways
Tryna play my [A]play
Think about me, baby
Change my [A]ways
Tryna play my [A]play (yeah)
Think about me, baby (ayy)
Food for [Dm7]thought, cleaned the dishes, breakfast, lunch and [Bm]dinner
Moved with the yay', Kris Jenner
South Bronx, Bronx boogie, Dirk Diggler, Boogie Nights
Money orders for [Dm7]my [A]dawgs in the feds doin' life
Table full of white
Now it's commas for [Dm7]my [A]vocal point
Yachts by the shoreline, foreigns like [F]the borderline
Your bitch down low, that's an app
You could burn bridges or bridge the gap
I'm playin' Chinese chess
Ninety-nine mil' just to [C7]even the odds
Built with the gods
Never gossip, young Picasso
We the lynch mob with the night vision [C7]goggles (woo)
My alliance feed the lions
Brainwash 'em [A]'til it's free to [C7]buy it
Conclusion, your ɾeality become illusion
Ayy, I see you [A7gaspin', feel that media
'Til you [A7gaspin' for [Dm7]air, your friends leavin' ya
You ain't ɾemotely close, but they contɾol you
Montana, I been pimpin' like [F]I'm Goldie
Chain gang, free my [A]brother chain
Me and [Bm]Max go back like [F]ɾubber slang
Tense on [C7]you, flame, broil, it blow your mind
Tried to [C7]blind me but I still see through my [A]loyal eye
Yeah, think about me, baby
Yeah, ow
Wanna see me fall
Like the seasons, both fall
Don't know what it cost
That's why I'm saucy, yeah
Suit on [C7]like [F]I'm Rothstein, yeah
I'm so saucy
Montana so saucy, yeah
