Blammas Montana of 300 (Ft. WunTayk Timmy)

[Chorus]
Two straps like a pampa
I stay with them blammas
I don't give a fuck what you thought, aye
I keep my nina off of safety
Charge em' like a late fee
She gon' blow his head smooth off
Keep that bitch on me if I need her
Heard I got 'em heated
Better tell his ass to cool off
And I got shooters that's for hire
Off you when they fire
It's time to show these niggas who's boss

[Verse 1: WunTayk Timmy]
My shooter sayin' "pass it to me"
Murder in the fastest degree
Burner in the passenger seat
You might not wanna crash into me
I might go and spazz on this beat
Your favorite rapper trash, nigga, weak
He couldn't make a splash in the sea
He try me, his ass finna see
Guns romancing with me
They really fuckin' up the romance
She just wanna fuck and hold hands, I can't, I got a gun in both hands
I do the rockaway, I don't dance
Arms on my waist, slowdance
Heard he wanna Tayk no chance
Carrots in your face, snowman
My lil nina, she get meaner if I disturb her
On my people, she a keeper, I don't deserve her
New suppressor on the shotty, this shit unheard of
So I guess I call it Bobby, that's a shhh murder
When they pull up on your fraud ass
I bet niggas haul ass
I just gotta make a few calls
I hit my soldier, get your dog tag
They'll do it for a small bag
Bloom bloom bloom bloom, Lou Rawls nigga
Tayk haha