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I Can't - Sped Up (Explicit) - Montana99
Lyrics by:Jaden Francois
Composed by:Jaden Francois
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Huh **** huh Jay Montana man
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Huh **** huh oh my God it's Jay Montana man
I can't love no ***** 'cause
I want money yeah I run it up
Sippin' too d**n much
I'm looking down I got a stupid gut
Chillin' with the gang
Up in LA oh yeah we stupid up
How you fall in love Man she
Don't want you you're a stupid ****
I can't love no ***** man they
Be plottin' and they're schemin'
Talkin' down on gang
I'm finna pull up with my demons
Just came back from Saks and now
I blow a bag in Neiman's
Diamonds on me super cold I'm feeling so anemic
I can't love no ***** I can't love no thot
Sippin' on the drank sippin' on the Wock'
Put me on a beat all I do is walk
Fans blowin' my phone telling me to drop
V don't got no roof I done dropped the top
Bro just got a coupe skrrtin' off the lot
Totin' on Berettas and we got some Glocks
You're not talkin' money I don't wanna talk
Yeah your Rollie fake I could hear the tick
I was ******* broke now I'm rockin' Rick's
Choppa with a beam and it got a stick
N***as started sellin' candy now they movin' bricks
We was ******* broke and bummy lookin' for a lick
Caught a n***a lackin' now we're takin' all his ****
We was just some wild kids we was just some jits
Momma always told me Boy be careful who you with
I remember growin' up I never really listened
Now I'm getting older and
I know that I was trippin'
When I'm in Chicago *****
I ball like Scottie Pippen
On a yacht I'm living the sweet life like London Tipton
In a V I'm doing like two hunnid and I'm driftin'
Like in Tesla I just spilled
Some Wock' in the kitchen
Ksubi jeans with the Balenci' ***** I'm drippin'
Diamonds on me wetter than a lake my VV's glisten
I can't love no ***** 'cause
I want money yeah I run it up
Sippin' too d**n much
I'm looking down I got a stupid gut
Chillin' with the gang up in LA oh yeah we stupid up
How you fall in love Man she
Don't want you you a stupid ****
I can't love no ***** man
They be plottin' and they're schemin'
Talkin' down on gang
I'm finna pull up with my demons
Just came back from Saks and now
I blow a bag in Neiman's
Diamonds on me super cold
I'm feeling so anemic