MontannaATM - 2 Many

★ Intro ★
These niggas don't even be out for real, you know what I'm sayin'? Look

★ Verse ★
I been chasin' shit my whole life, but I never chased the clout
Niggas ain't got they own pipe, nigga, how can you run your mouth?
We see a opp, it's on-site, nigga, we can't talk it out
Last nigga we caught by that store, folks 'nem chalked him out
Can't no niggas serve at the store if he ain't checkin' in
Take Sum Gang, they know we Team Splat, we just checked your man
Message to the opps, y'all need to come get back before y'all diss again
Bail out on your block, switches on these Glocks, we came to get it in
Nah, I can't tolerate disrespect, these niggas know we don't play that
Jump out, do it, no hesitation, wherever you lack, you lay at
That's your bitch, she shake her ass to all my songs whenever they play that
You niggas love the internet, them police games, we don't play that
We gon' catch him, ain't no dissin', hop out, blickin', all these switches
Ain't no rookie, I won't miss you, I want blood, so I'm gon' get you
We put pressure on these niggas, I'm with sharks when I go fishin'
We got his lo' and we gon' spin it, Trackhawk fast, the windows tinted
Them takers through the city fuck shit up, we ain't even tryna talk
My opps broke as fuck, ain't got money, they ain't even tryna floss
Put all them niggas together, still won't equal what my diamonds cost
And I been chasin' this money, you just got on it, nigga, your timin' off
You pack-workin' ass lil' nigga ain't got money, he tryna find a boss
Come on IG Live, folks 'nem chased his ass and turned them cameras off
Look me in my eyes, nah, nigga, this ain't that or whatever the fuck you thought
Since birds flock together, we treat niggas like feathers, we gon' pluck 'em off
He think he a member, we takin' his gun
Ain't no way around it, we take it for fun
It's too many switches, no way you can run
That bitch hit is back and start breakin' his lungs
That bitch his back and start breakin' his spine
Try runnin' from switches, you're wastin' your time
Stand over your homie, that boy finna shine
We fuck up the city, they know that we slime