Woah, woah, woah
Yea, Jay Montana man
Jay Montana
Yea, yea
Pour me some Wock' in my soda
Trap phone is jumpin' that shit Motorola
These n***** annoyin', these bitches keep lyin', I pop me a Perky I hate being sober
My n***** spin in a Rover
Demon [C7]he lurkin' he in a Toyota
Shooters they catchin' a body, ain't leaving a witness, and [Bm]no I ain't talkin' Jehovah
Pour me some promethazine in the soda, mix all [Em]of that shit in a double cup
That shorty see me with gang, how we flex in the party, now she wanna f*ck wit' us
And your girl on [C7]my [A]dick and [Bm]she brought all [Em]her friends to [C7]the telly
So they can just suck on [C7]us
And that boy was [Am7]just talkin' down all [Em]upon [C7]gang
So I'm makin' him bleed like [F]a Wocky slush
Woah, woah
Imma be [Am]out in a second
That's what I told your girlfriend when she told me that she wanna swallow my [A]dressin'
And this shit ain't a game but I told him I'm beatin' his ass like [F]this shit was [Am7]in Tekken
And that shorty was [Am7]dubbing me, she was [Am7]a ten, now I'm looking at her she's a seven
Yea, she's a seven
I'm finna hop in a coupe, that bitch got [Fm7]no windows, that shit is a drop top
That n**** said he want smoke, but I'm wit' my [A]n*****, make that shit a hot box
Pussy boy talking too much, but we know you [A7a bitch, you [A7be [Am]wearing a crop top
My n***** we got [Fm7]the drop, I ain't talkin' 'bout jokes when we pull up and [Bm]knock knock
Damn (Uh) shooters gon' shoot if I say
That n**** be [Am]guffin' and [Bm]suckin' just to [C7]get approval, My n**** you [A7gay
And I just got [Fm7]a Nina, it came wit' a stick, keep on [C7]talkin' I'm gon' let it spray
And he told me to [C7]pull up, I came wit' a Glock, and [Bm]I'm aimin' that shit at his face
Spray it like [F]mace
Pull off in a foreign, bitch I skirt off in a Maserati
My n***** pull up and [Bm]get to [C7]flashin' like [F]its paperazzi
Shooters, and [Bm]they pull up, and [Bm]they pop you [A7like [F]a fuckin' molly
Bitch I feel like [F]Tecca, got [Fm7]your shorty off a fuckin' dolly
Pull up, she wet
Don't want the box, I want neck
That shorty know I'm up next
So she wanna give me the sex
And imma keep winnin' I'm talking uh
Got that bitch in the telly, she toppin' us
And they like [F]all [Em]the drip, so they copy us
Yea my [A]n***** up next, so what's stoppin' us
Squeeze on [C7]her itty butt
That bih gon' give me luck
Pour me some Wock' in my [A]soda
Trap ρhone is jumpin' that shit Motorola
These n***** annoyin', these bitches keep lyin', I pop me a Perky I hate being sober
My n***** spin in a Rover
Demon [C7]he lurkin' he in a Toyota
Shooters they catchin' a body, ain't leaving a witness, and [Bm]no I ain't talkin' Jehovah
Pour me some promethazine in the soda, mix all [Em]of that shit in a double cup
That shorty see me with gang, how we flex in the party, now she wanna f*ck wit' us
And your girl on [C7]my [A]dick and [Bm]she brought all [Em]her friends to [C7]the telly
So they can just suck on [C7]us
And that boy was [Am7]just talkin' down all [Em]upon [C7]gang
So I'm makin' him bleed like [F]a Wocky slush
Yea, pour me some Wock' in my [A]soda
Yea, yea, woah, Jay Montana man
Pour me some Wock' in my [A]soda
Yea
Woah, Jay Montana man