Monté Carlo Lyrics

I'm having conversations with these ghost think i'm crazy though

No lazy hoes inside the trap unless they give filatio

No radio

Can't play me like no bitch, you must be crazy hoe

You better not have no P's in that house, you do we taking those

I'm up in that closet, like an auction, in here shaking clothes

With naked hoes

No playboy magazine, I don't play with my nose

Stay on my toes

Cause if I fall one time I might not make it home

Stay with my chrome

Stop playing on my top, before I just knock ya dome

Better watch your step, if you move left you might not see tommorow

I'm smoking the best, throwing my set while i'm in Monte Carlo

Id rather just take it from you niggas, i don't like to borrow

In my sorrows probably where they want me like i'm with the narcos

Black moonrocks and jocks we play with glocks and we can make em sparkle

Shit might just get hot on this block if you open that car door

I'm off the charts hoe, I like to paint shit don't call me leonardo

I'm drinking plastic straws up in my draws, ion care bout them turtles

I was ducking laws tryna get lost feel like i'm jumping hurdles

You gotta pay the cost to be a boss or you gone be a worker

Nah I ain't working for no nigga, I'd rather go get it on my own

Got killas on my list they A-Z, play with me, get you gone

New pack in the mail I told the dopeman aye just send it over

She made me promise not to tell I feel compelled to say I bent her over

I just sold some coco to a loca, come from Minnesota

In the rover where i'm finna smoke, cause I hate being sober

Thought I told ya, when I'm in the trenches know i'm up to no good

Lately I just been upping the score I feel like villanova

I can hit 'em closer

With this glock, whole clip'll knock him over

Take a trip to novascoscha

I'm a smoker, I'm rolling up Mocha

Niggas talk hot in the city this glock hold 50, I don't show no mercy

Why the fuck they want me to show pity, said they was so litty, I don't play no turkey

I'm off a 30 this a roxy lil bitch you crazy I don't pop no perky

I got this lil bitch hexing me, texting me saying she already cursed me

Who the fuck give a fuck bout a slut she gone lick on my nuts in the back of the truck

If i'm looking down better duck, hear the sounds of them trucks then you already fucked

Milwaukee, I'm getting my bucks

Still talkin, won't leave no slugs

Bad bitches say wassup and give me hugs they showing love

I'm having conversations with these ghost think i'm crazy though

No lazy hoes inside the trap unless they give filatio

No radio

Can't play me like no bitch, you must be crazy hoe

You better not have no P's in that house, you do we taking those

I'm up in that closet, like an auction, in here shaking clothes

With naked hoes

No playboy magazine, I don't play with my nose

Stay on my toes

Cause if I fall one time I might not make it home

Stay with my chrome

Stop playing on my top, before I just knock ya dome

Better watch your step, if you move left you might not see tommorow

I'm smoking the best, throwing my set while i'm in Monte Carlo

Id rather just take it from you niggas, i don't like to borrow

In my sorrows probably where they want me like i'm with the narcos

Black moonrocks and jocks we play with glocks and we can make em sparkle