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montannaatm - brick fair lyrics

[intro: sakgod chew]
brr
(ellis)

[verse 1: sakgod chew]
ap up on me wet (it’s wet)
shorty ain’t had no time of day, now she see i’m lit, she wet (she wet)
why you muggin’ and sh_t? all in your feelings ’cause you see me with your friends
why you runnin’ and sh_t? we bail out tryna get him, f_ck around and hit his mans
hmm, huh? ’cause a goofy n_gga tripped and fell (what? what?)
n_gga, get back up, i dare you (brr, baow)
he can’t get back up, i nailed him (brr, baow)
i got brick fair on my schedule (brick fair on my schedule)
bought one, he gave me extra (you know that)
this paper gave me leverage (yeah)
new data, b_tch, we steppin’
nеw cable in my mansion
i can taste that sh_t, on greski
you can’t rеlate to this, they fed you
i was takin’ sh_t, not beggin’
hit his pancreas as i stabbed him
in the closet, the safe, we grabbed it
know we out here playin’ tetris
what you want? get cake like betty (get cake)
my b_tch thick like cake, she heavy
one leg up like a dog, i’m extra (grr)
two legs up like a dog, i’m pressure (grr)
i love this sl_t, i might marry her (i love this sl_t, i—)
the guap, i already married it (i love this sl_t)
i might send a plane to maryland
n_gga jacked, this stain embarrassin’ (embarassin’)
could’ve sn_tched his chain, embarassin’ (embarassin’)
[verse 2: montannaatm]
(get ’em)
fifty racks all on the dashboard, all blues, that look so clean (that look so clean)
i ain’t suit up today, jump out in rick owens, amiri jeans (rick owens and amiri jeans)
just counted two hundred and fifty dollar bills, that sh_t’ll get you k!lled (that sh_t’ll get you whacked)
sh_t, that’s enough to get you hit, got n_ggas owin’ like i’m rick (owin’ like i’m rick)
my amiri pockets knotted, the srts come five percent (the srts come five percent)
should i pop up? the ho’ll go missin’, when i leave, you’ll find your b_tch (you’ll find your b_tch)
all my n_ggas stood on business, really k!ll the opposites (you know it)
we caught one opp in the hood, tap the switch, his body fall (brr)
we caught one opp and hit the lotto, his as was the money ball (ding)
blood money, i’m gon’ still count it, i got bl__dy palms (i got bl__dy palms)
they homies died and he went to the stu’ to make f_ckin’ song
your b_tch faithful, she gon’ still f_ck me ’cause that money long (’cause that monyun talkin’)
hit his face with that f_ckin’ brr and make sure buddy gone (brr)

- montannaatm lyrics

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