FTMU

Fuckin' the money up

Feel like I ain't done enough

Come get your bitch back

I sent her to DR for tummy tuck

Hitmaka

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!

Fuckin' the money up

Feel like I ain't done enough

Come get your bitch back

I sent her to DR for tummy tuck

Ride with the big strap

We let it go, we don't give a fuck

I ain't with the chit-chat

We let it go, we don't give a fuck

Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up

Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up

Ride with the big strap

We let it go, we don't give a fuck

Come get your bitch back

Sent her to DR for tummy tuck

Fuckin' the money up

Pickin' your honey up

We got that new vibe

For hunnids who (?)

Like it with no mileage

Montega Don Dada

(?) and sunflowers

Residue, gunpowder

Neck full of blood diamonds

Run it up, run it up, run it up

Talkin' you did it, you ain't done enough

Talking with spend that we double up

Sniper then leave you to cuddle up

Came with the load then I left him a tap

Left with a suit and I came with a mask

Talkin' the plug, I'm the socket

Caught off the rebound like Rodman

Chemist, I'm cookin' up

My dog, he hooded up

For a ten piece they'll shoot your head off

Skully and suit like Sam Ross

Nah, homie, never, we ain't the same, different tax brackets

Crisscross niggas playin' games, ass backwards

Fuckin' the money up

Feel like I ain't done enough

Come get your bitch back

I sent her to DR for tummy tuck

Ride with the big strap

We let it go, we don't give a fuck

I ain't with the chit-chat

We let it go, we don't give a fuck

Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up

Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up

Ride with the big strap

We let it go, we don't give a fuck

Come get your bitch back

Sent her to DR for tummy tuck

Montana!

Copped me a Mulsanne

Top of the food chain

Blocks to the Forbes list

Suckers they forfeit

(Ooh he on)

Shawty is topless

(Prove me wrong)

Every summer we droppin'

(Do me wrong)

Fuck all the gossip

Ayy, stepped it up couple of notches

Ayy, this on my wall a Picasso

Lion face or the Medusa

Came in the club with the Uzi

First year made the varsity

Mama done raised a boss with her

First year like, "Yeah, who?" Montana

KKK like Klu Klux Klan

First nigga play, that's click, click, bang

Strapped from the get, niggas gettin' no change

Fuckin' the money up, drop head when it's sunny up

Get them hoes in the loop now

Got killers in a suit now

I cook up pure with no soda

Baking diamonds flash like Kodak

Take it, bitch, free Kodak

Montana that nigga, you know that

Fuckin' the money up

Feel like I ain't done enough

Come get your bitch back

I sent her to DR for tummy tuck

Ride with the big strap

We let it go, we don't give a fuck

I ain't with the chit-chat

We let it go, we don't give a fuck

Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up

Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up

Ride with the big strap

We let it go, we don't give a fuck

Come get your bitch back

Sent her to DR for tummy tuck