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I don't really care
I make trends and forget about 'em
You know I'm still stuntin' through the virals
Word again, beat on [?]
I'm the big bad boy since Wallace
I don't really care
And them twenty cards you rappin' 'bout
I spent that on the Bugatti, actin' out
Two milli, that's what that's about
I don't really care
In case you forgot, in case you forgot
Montana been had the city wildin'
And came through a cold, we down the city island
Sanaa Lathan, Demi Lovato
Iggy and cabo, bitch, I been viral
Top three, top three, top three snipes
I took a time off, now they got amnesia
Like I ain't do it with an African visa
Tell my competition I'll be hit 'em all
And if I stay silent, you'll be gone 'em all
Couple niggas in my stylin' bar
Only competition in my city is a chick
Before the 'Gram on, nigga been viral
Now I'm on a single on a platinum album
Word to Rod wave, we started the wave
When you see us send a bottle of Ace
Commissary took my dawg in the cage (Free max)
I don't really care, been a trend setter
Jackboys came from coke boys
I'm the guy with the sauce, boy
But shout to Travis, that's my dawg
You barkin' up the right tree
They jerk me at the Grammy's
Next year, I bring the three for the family
Shorty know I get D, bend that
I can't lie when I be with her
If she take long, then I'm leavin' her
It's them coke boys diary
We can get ghost in the Phantom
Shorty get loaf in the camera
They call me Frenchy Montana
You know what it is when you hear that hanh
Don't check for me if you ain't got a check for me
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