Lyrics

[Chorus: Slayer Montana] I'm in your city tonight All this chrome on my body got me looking like a knight And all of my gold chains, they hit in the night I can't argue lil nigga on Discord They be lying about having the info Tristan just scored on a pint of that Wock Got bitches coming in and out of the loft I finally got rich I feel like i'm Michael Corleone, i'm calling the shots She sucking my dick on soft I'm fucking this hoe in some Gucci flip flops All black lamb truck, i'm bout to peel off I just want your bitch for the night I'm just tryna get my rocks off The whip that i'm in, it look like a spaceship Off of these percs, I feel like i'm in the matrix I told my sister the other day that i'm gonna make it I'm stacking them racks real high I'm in a jet and i'm cooling up in the sky [Verse 1: Slayer Montana] I got a model hoe and she wanna go take a trip right out to Dubai I got racks like why would I lie? I got racks they could buy your whole life She call me a God cause she know i'm him I'm high in the Vip You can tell if I got that stick tucked if I walk with a limp Got so many bitches on me, would've thought I pimp I'm popping that pussy like a zit That nigga keep saying it's his time but it ain't it [Verse 2: Tristan Dior] I got rich bitches, they not from Bumble Shooters pull up and your empire crumbles Kick that bitch out like the Royal Rumble I'm doing drugs everyday, i'm ghetto I fuck hoes every week, i'm ratchet Pop pills with the hoes from the valley I take a pill and my head talking to me I take a pill, everyone out to get me I got rich bitches, they moving like Britney I got 10 bands in my hands, is you with me? X pill and Wockiana in my belly G19 in my pants when I walk out the deli Smoking on dope now i'm higher than a heli' I'm in a GLE, you know i'm with Zelly I'm off a shroom now i'm looking silly Lying in my face, i'm like really? Run up on me, you get hit with the semi [Verse 3: Lil Schlab] [Chorus: Slayer Montana] I'm in your city tonight All this chrome on my body got me looking like a knight And all of my gold chains, they hit in the night I can't argue lil nigga on Discord They be lying about having the info Tristan just scored on a pint of that Wock Got bitches coming in and out of the loft I finally got rich I feel like i'm Michael Corleone, i'm calling the shots She sucking my dick on soft I'm fucking this hoe in some Gucci flip flops All black lamb truck, i'm bout to peel off I just want your bitch for the night I'm just tryna get my rocks off The whip that i'm in, it look like a spaceship Off of these percs, I feel like i'm in the matrix I told my sister the other day that i'm gonna make it I'm stacking them racks real high I'm in a jet and i'm cooling up in the sky