Montana No Tony Lyrics

Came in this bitch and I'm looking so holy

Hoes in Montana, my name is not Tony

Can't fuck with niggas, they fake and they phony

I'm the OG, yeah, the one and the only

You was on top, how come nobody told me

Them niggas lame, all they music is bogus

I'm a big stepper I step on you rodents

Serving the people, I'm giving them potent

Talking bout racks, I got too many

Talking bout flows, I got too many

Niggas be talking, they only be yapping

That's why there ain't nothing they can do with me

I ain't gon' lie, I got too good at rapping

Like, how do I do this so fluently

I ain't gon' lie, I just don't understand

I just count up my racks and go stick to the plan

Came with that fire, I'ma need me a fan

Cause I walked in this bitch like the motherfucking man

Can't fuck with niggas, these niggas so weird

They gon' try to throw shade, but they really a fan

Niggas be goofy, they doing too much

He was trying to crash out, it got hit with the wham

Foot on they neck and I'm not letting up

Till the money get swept and these hoes get rammed

I put these niggas in check

While I go get all the checks

No I don't be in the gym

But I still wake up and flex

Spray all these niggas with Raid

Tryna get rid of these pests

I cannot be like the rest

No Khaled, I'm really the best

Came in this bitch and I'm looking so holy

Hoes in Montana, my name is not Tony

Can't fuck with niggas, they fake and they phony

I'm the OG, yeah, the one and the only

You was on top, how come nobody told me

Them niggas lame, all they music is bogus

I'm a big stepper I step on you rodents

Serving the people, I'm giving them potent

Talking bout racks, I got too many

Talking bout flows, I got too many

Niggas be talking, they only be yapping

That's why there ain't nothing they can do with me

I ain't gon' lie, I got too good at rapping

Like, how do I do this so fluently

I ain't gon' lie, I just don't understand

I just count up my racks and go stick to the plan

I ain't gon' lie, I just don't understand

But I guess that I'm different, yeah, it's apparent

G Star my pants, peep my appearance

J's on my feet, my name ain't Terrence

22 thots, running my errands

Look at my thot, think she from Paris

Look at my hoe and you couldn't compare

I've seen your bitch and I would be embarrassed

Walked in this bitch and I turn this shit up

No, they can't do it like me

No, they can't be an OG

I stack the guala, OD

We don't be loving no thots

We just put them on they knees

Kick that lil' hoe out the spot

I'll tell that bitch, c'est la vie

Came in this bitch and I'm looking so holy

Hoes in Montana, my name is not Tony

Can't fuck with niggas, they fake and they phony

I'm the OG, yeah, the one and the only

You was on top, how come nobody told me

Them niggas lame, all they music is bogus

I'm a big stepper I step on you rodents

Serving the people, I'm giving them potent

Talking bout racks, I got too many

Talking bout flows, I got too many

Niggas be talking, they only be yapping

That's why there ain't nothing they can do with me

I ain't gon' lie, I got too good at rapping

Like, how do I do this so fluently

I ain't gon' lie, I just don't understand

I just count up my racks and go stick to the plan