Lyrics Villain - Montana99

Jay Montana
Jay Montana
Oh my God it's Jay Montana

I ain't a hero, lil bitch I'm a villain
My money stack to the ceiling
They know my name when I walk in the building
When I was a kid I was robbing and stealing
Double my cup imma crack me a seal
I'm with some shooters we stay inna field
My n****s spin I ain't talking no wheel
If he talking on gang then his cap'll get peeled
I'm rocking Off-White this not BAPE
Smoking too much man I can't think
Your money fake like a goddamn prank
My diamonds stay wet like a goddamn sink
Spinning your block in a goddamn tank
Laughing so hard in the goddamn bank
You a lil boy you not in my rank
I'm smoking on gas and that shit stank

Keep me a drum I'm not talking percussion
Got a AK bitch I feel like I'm Russian
Opp in the party, we shoot up the function
Your bitch wanna gobble my dick like a muffin
You not about my n***a you bluffing
Run up the bag I be huffing and puffing
Told her one night bitch I'm not tryna cuff it
Not talking Thanksgiving she want me to stuff it
Rocking Margiela I'm rocking Margieli
Me and the gang and we lit inna telly
Got a new bitch I put dick in her belly
My diamonds they yellow like piss, no R. Kelly
She wanna eat up the meat like spaghetti
Feel like I'm Fivi, I need me a wetty
Choppa gon' up and then bust like confetti
Your bitch wanna fuck in the back of the Chevy
Sipping on whole lotta drop
Come get your thot
She wanna give me some top
That pussy boy wanna talk
Put him on Fox
We put that boy in a box
My n****s sending out shots
Spinning the blocks
I'm finna run up the knots
This shorty talking a lot
I'm finna block
Tell that lil hoe to kick rocks
I'm off the map like I'm Faygo
Demons gon' shoot if I say so
I just been counting the Pesos
Stacking- I'm Stacking the bankroll
Laugh to the bank like I'm Fazo
I'm on your block with a Draco
White bitch she love to do yayo
We catch a body then case closed

Pushing the Tonka I feel like I'm Yeat
She see I'm up and now she wanna meet
I make a hit when I hop onna beat
So like send me two hunnid if you want a feat
Talking on gang so we left him deceased
Smoking the gas I been smoking on trees
Feel like Miami I'm keeping my heat
And I'm still going up I ain't reaching my peak
Making these hits I'm a goddamn beast
Got double R on the goddamn seats
Brand new whip it don't need no keys
My bitch ass fat like a goddamn peach
We inna field we don't need no cleats
Give me good neck she ain't use no teeth
Bout my money I'm bout my breesh
Ain't a goddamn mouse but I need my cheese