Real Long - Montana of 300, J Real

Real long

That nigga Real home

I done put my nigga Real on

That money real long

All these bitches on my dick they know it's real long

Haters hate cause they know that money real long

But they don't play cause they know we keep that steel on

30 in that .40 shorty that clip real long

Real long

R-R-R Real long

Haters hate cause they know that money real long

Real long

R-R-R Real long

.30 and that .40 shorty that clip real long

I got so much swagger I could share some

I'm headed for the top like a flare gun

Bitch montana got that money in a bear hug

And I'm just balling with my dog SWISH Airbud

Lil mama body nice I hope that head mean

She like when I flash that .40 with the red beam

I swear these hoes go nuts when my dreads swing

I get in they bed and then I bounce them like a bed spring

So many on me, niggas think that I'm pimping

I make these hoes fall in love the instant that I slide My dick in

Old hoes still wanna lick it

Fake niggas wanna kick it

I get money and admit it

Man I can't lie I'm addicted

Boy I'm your connect, Connect

And I got a beautiful ticket

This money out here, We out here

I tell my niggas let's get it

If any nigga feel different, I hit his ass with the Smith &

Stay strapped like click it or ticket I give you fuckboys the business MONTANA

Fresh up out the motherfucking pin ho

Still getting dough selling endo

Bitch I'm from the south where we kick goals

Shout out my homie Tony that's my big bro

Bitches on my dick they glad that Real home

Playing in my hair because it's real long

Fuck a Trap I'm booming off the cellphone

Bullshit you know that's what Real on

.30 up with my .40 them bitches glide like Jordan

I shoot niggas like you nigga

Just to show I ain't going

My young niggas they rolling

Know I can't control them

Bad bitch with me going, I'mma catch it when she throw it

Selling drugs is my occupation

I done rob niggas

I done caught cases

I done went to jail

I done got out and got right back to stacking paper

Swag ass bitch that money long

J Real leave him alone

Unless you don't want to live long

That .40 cal clip real long

Bitches on my (Uh Huh)

Bitches on my dick

Got a house around my neck

And got a car sitting on my wrist

And the way a nigga shining they be asking who I'm signed to

Boy I got so much mother fucking money I could sign you

I'm breaded up, My partners too

We fucking paid no prostitutes

Your bitch on my Popsicle

Getting brain while I'm riding through

Red bitch that's gonna suck and fuck

Steel on me no sucker punch

J Real he be double cupped

FGE what the fuck is up

So fly I'm in Heaven fam

Stay fly I won't never land

I'm so caked up I'm married to the money I got wedding bands

He pissed like he wet his pants

Think twice, yea you better fam

.30 and that .40 and that shorty feel like Megaman

Just know if I want you my nigga I'mma come haunt you

Come to your spot with that gun out

Find you then air you the fuck out

So nigga stop with that fronting

I'll put a end to that fussing

Montana been out here bussing

Ain't got these teardrops for nothing 3hunna