⚖️Joey Montana⚖️

Started as a hit
Had dreams of that banana 🍌 clip
Started at the tip and ended at the base of it
Have all of my kids
In case y'all build a case of it
I'm thinking bout Guerra
Panamera, I'm eleven
Tell me who know Sosa
I'm plugged by the sofa 🛋
Buttered up the recipe
Sold now it's over
They hated oh the death of me
Clouds I brought the fogs
I wonder how they stepped to me
All I got is my all
Seen no roaches
Coached all the coaches
They'll never get the best of me
Blowing all this doja
I love her especially
The flow is so Inclosing
Like Future right here next to me
Now I got the motor
The gas is what be prepping me
On my T-O-E
S, yes I'm stretching these
What you know bout beef?
Behind the wall I got some extra things
Gained it all too fast
They say that they wait on me
Popping all tags
They can't wait to let me free
Yes I did the job
They saying they can bet on me
Lemonade the lotus
Guessed it yes I sketched it pink
Pearlescent rainbows focused
Flipping light in diamond rings
Cocaine I can't try those things
It led to my fall
Dropped my tacos
I was palming things
I see water palms and trees
Lit now you can't calm my wings
I will be there soon
But for now I'm finna bomb some things
First thing ima do when I get there is
Is call and cop caprice
Horses in that engine
I can't stall my balls is all I need
Mother of my second me
Shoot until we all'll bleed
Feeling like Columbus
I discover
Catch me in my zone
Here I'm looking like another me
Why you all up under me
Yayo called up Coca
Guttered all that's left of beats
Mayo by the mustard
Ketchup on my level steed
Metal just Incase's seed
I gotta stay loyal
Royal blood that pumped in em
What we do with foil
Soiled up what grew from beans
The clip right by the holster
They always would mess with me
Why I'm feeling moisture
Yo bitch must be feeling me
Tell her she can fuck the team
How tf I been going so long with this structure
I know they've been sick of me
Feeling like it's torture
Let you be a dick to me
I used to avoid her
Now she ain't got time for me
Now it's third quarter
Got the ice right by the peas
E-40 made my choices
I heard all the voices
Violent were my noises
Staring at the water
I can't drink it like it's poison
5'9 I might just Royce it
Roles just like Joyce is
All I had is my word and my balls
Now I'm hoisting
You know better stop your boasting
The stacker yea the boy sting
The bat just like the boy sting
The black man I ain't boy sting
Like Batman left you hoisted
Say you want them bars
You can't scan em
I'm annoying
Hurt feelings I'm enjoying
I been playing soft
Shop at Ross
But rocks I'm holding
She like sucking cock
Got off my rocks
Get off my gold mem-
Ber I know it's cold
I loved her hoes
They loved me more things
Couldn't take the pain
Endured it all
That's why I hold these
Nuts still in yo mouth
You filled with salt
Now I'm imploding
Nigga don't be mad
Just be glad I ain't expose em
Pictures of my meet they wanna treat
It's sweet like roses 🌹

On my hood you never had em
Bootleg he gone stab yuh
I ain't getting nervous
Never seen no Valium
She just call me papi
I get hot like pop be
Why you wanna stop me
No ones here to stop him
We ain't worried bout her
The feds always gone watch me
I can't touch a thing
Barely seen a bag of papi
Cocaine be the death of me
I'll live till there's none left to see
I get tired from the typing
I finish let her wipe me
Just like I'm the baby
Got me snatching off the diapy
She claim that she wifey
She don't love she like me
When she treat me bad
I give it back
They wanna fight me
Did it before Nike
On air I lay like mike be
When they used to sike me
Too slow? I'm doing nice things
They tried to entice me
I cleaned em like a wipey
Every time they tax it's okay
The money finds me
Said don't let em play you
But that comings more than likely
Lay down call it possum
Here em coming then I pop em
Hold yo hand out
Disciplined em tater tot em

Come straight for the headathin
Cleaned you out yo breadathin
You ain't won't no smoke
So give me back my credit then
I could never choke
The proof still in the puddathin
I put on my locs
My eyes be low from kushathin
Hit my nigga field
I hail from ohiothin
Took it down to Texas
Hoes just love to ridathin
My mind I cannot findathin
How did I lose sight of it