MontannaATM - Catch a Hat

★ Intro ★
(I love you, 7Dayz)
Brrat

★ Chorus ★
Ain't no competition, stand on business, we gon' hit his hat
Spinnin' through the city, we get busy, we like, "Where they at?"
Check the score, we still up on niggas, ain't no gettin' back
Switchy turn my semi automatic, let that fifty clap (Clap)
Money on my mind, but if you drop location, we can do it (Then we can do it)
Every day I make a couple thousand like it ain't nothin' to it
Niggas bap on every song, so I can't listen to they music (Nah, I can't)
Niggas wocky, I can't show 'em shit 'cause they just love to copy (Copycat)
Bitches slop me, hotel gotta have my face all through the lobby
She gon' top me, she want me to beat that pussy up like Rocky and I'm cocky (And I'm gone)
All these fuckin' shooters, I feel like John Gotti, who gon' stop me?
All these fuckin' switches, once them takers jump out, ain't no stoppin'

★ Verse ★
We got them strikers hot, but it's okay, we just gon' switch 'em up (Huh?)
Lurkin' on they block, soon as he came outside we sent him up (Bitch)
Clapped at all the opps, can't no nobody in the hundreds get with us (Gang)
Take Sum Gang, we hot, we'll lay the whole house down like, "Give it up"
I been stackin' more than I been spendin', I love countin' up
In the spot I'm shakin' grams of dim, I'm tryna double up
Don't think you takin' shit from me, we throw 'em down, he runnin' up Circle closed, nah, we don't fuck with niggas and he ain't one of us
Nah, he ain't one of us, he tryna backdoor gang-gang, we tap his head
He wasn't outside when we pulled up, we give no fucks, we clap his mans
They lil' roster think he a shoota, this Drac' so hot it took his dreads
Though I'm a monster, really a problem, in the streets we leave shit dead

★ Interlude ★
Man, y'all know what the fuck goin' on, man
Free all the guys, man
Free Mano, free T, free ❲?❳, free Tayski
Free Lil Los, free Dudda, free Reckless
TSG, 6 Block

★ Chorus ★
Ain't no competition, stand on business, we gon' hit his hat (On gang)
Spinnin' through the city, we get busy, we like, "Where they at?"
Check the score, we still up on niggas, ain't no gettin' back (Bitch)
Switchy turn my semi automatic, let that fifty clap (Go, go)
Money on my mind, but if you drop location, we can do it (We can do it)
Every day I make a couple thousand like it ain't nothin' to it (Run it up)
Niggas bap on every song, so I can't listen to they music
Niggas wocky, I can't show 'em shit 'cause they just love to copy
Bitches slop me, hotel gotta have my face all through the lobby
She gon' top me, she want me to beat that pussy up like Rocky and I'm cocky
All these fuckin' shooters, I feel like John Gotti, who gon' stop me?
All these fuckin' switches, once them takers jump out, ain't no stoppin'

★ Outro ★
Gang, gang
Brr, brr, brrat