Children Montana of 300 (Ft. No Fatigue)

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[Chorus: Montana of 300]
The flyest nigga in the building
Haters tryna' knock, but I kept building
Stackin' my money to the ceiling
I had to punish these niggas
I be sonin' these niggas
They my, uh
The flyest nigga in the building
Haters tryna' knock but I kept building
Stackin' my money to the ceiling
I had to punish these niggas
I be sonin' these niggas
They my-, uh they my motherfuckin'

[Verse 1: Montana of 300]
They booking me like a locker, perform on these hoes like a doctor
She put on my music and play with her pussy, yeah, I make these hoes come to papa, ayy
These bitches feelin' my team, these bitches feelin' my roster
Yeah I'm the new guy with the sauce, I'm the new dude with the pasta
She get done like my gun, yeah I cocked her, she lick a nigga like Vodka, ayy
Shorty always calling me daddy, I think she want me to adopt her
I'm making big bands like I'm rocking with Diddy
Pulling out racks, ain't no bra on them titties
He think his bitch faithful, he gotta be silly
I'm crackin' this bitch like I'm Bobby and Whitney
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