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Son.Wts - Montana of WTS Lyrics



Son.Wts - Montana of WTS Lyrics




Montana of WTS; THEE ALMIGHTY GOD I GIVE PRAISE
WTS of 300; 300 years we lived our lives as slaves
White as grays
Behind the shade
The Minds of the Blind inside this maze
My eyes get hazed like Isaac Hayes
Make the earth quake when I drip like Tidal waves
I been through the rain, thunder and lightning days
Dead presidents is how the lights get paid
Dead Presidents are the only lives we save
And I'm enraged
To let this fire blaze

I'm going Super Saiyan!
Hot as Lucifer Satan

Rejuvenation
Godly, how can He be cool with Satan

He smooth as suede
Spitting like a tooth that aches
What if he lose his taste
Excuse his face
GodLy, He bruised his face

Don't give a f*ck if he lose the race
Strapped up like some shoes, We laced
If you want smoke, go blow it in TooKey face
Pull my card and get jacked, Oouu he Ace
He proved his case

Book him, he got bars, like my Juvie mate
The saga of my cells, mixed with Montana and that Tune-chi trait
Life's a bitch, I'm Tryna take her on a movie date
She boosted my head like a Boosie fade

Taking a fader, making attempts to shoot
Dunking on haters, in Timberland boots
Apple iPhone, sinning us fruit
Men in Black we like our women in suits

I'm the professor, in this
Chemist, as he grimace
When he cleanses
And rinses his lenses

Contact solution
My comeback so stupid

I go dumb as a lunatic
They ask me, Son how you do this shit
Cross me and be the one that get crucifixed
Crucified, suicide, got me saying stupid shit
A Gun in the teacher desk, raise yo hands before we shoot this bitch

Aim at yo heart, on some Cupid shit
Kill em in his dream, Freddy Krueger shit
Ole, pussy ass nigga, you a cougar bitch
When that ruger spit
Hammer nail you, bitch this ratchet Tool legit
Freeze a nigga, on some cooler shit

Like vegeta and goku, we go through
Kill you, and everyone who know you
I'm so fire Lord, Roku
Take a breath Of Oxygen, O2

(Of Oxygen=O2)

I'm tryna heal a mf
Before I kill a mf
Until the mf

SAY HE WANNA DIE!

Say he wanna die
Come to die
Come alive
Shorten his story, summarize
The truth lies under where it underlies
Some'a say I'm hotter then the summer highs
Montana of WTS; THEE ALMIGHTY GOD I GIVE PRAISE
WTS of 300; 300 years we lived our lives as slaves
White as grays
Behind the shade
The Minds of the Blind inside this maze
My eyes get hazed like Isaac Hayes
Make the earth quake when I drip like Tidal waves
Montana of WTS; THEE ALMIGHTY GOD I GIVE PRAISE
WTS of 300; 300 years we lived our lives as slaves
White as grays
Behind the shade
The Minds of the Blind inside this maze
My eyes get hazed like Isaac Hayes
Make the earth quake when I drip like Tidal waves
I been through the rain, thunder and lightning days
Dead presidents is how the lights get paid
Dead Presidents are the only lives we save
And I'm enraged
To let this fire blaze
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Montana of WTS; THEE ALMIGHTY GOD I GIVE PRAISE
WTS of 300; 300 years we lived our lives as slaves
White as grays
Behind the shade
The Minds of the Blind inside this maze
My eyes get hazed like Isaac Hayes
Make the earth quake when I drip like Tidal waves
I been through the rain, thunder and lightning days
Dead presidents is how the lights get paid
Dead Presidents are the only lives we save
And I'm enraged
To let this fire blaze

I'm going Super Saiyan!
Hot as Lucifer Satan

Rejuvenation
Godly, how can He be cool with Satan

He smooth as suede
Spitting like a tooth that aches
What if he lose his taste
Excuse his face
GodLy, He bruised his face

Don't give a f*ck if he lose the race
Strapped up like some shoes, We laced
If you want smoke, go blow it in TooKey face
Pull my card and get jacked, Oouu he Ace
He proved his case

Book him, he got bars, like my Juvie mate
The saga of my cells, mixed with Montana and that Tune-chi trait
Life's a bitch, I'm Tryna take her on a movie date
She boosted my head like a Boosie fade

Taking a fader, making attempts to shoot
Dunking on haters, in Timberland boots
Apple iPhone, sinning us fruit
Men in Black we like our women in suits

I'm the professor, in this
Chemist, as he grimace
When he cleanses
And rinses his lenses

Contact solution
My comeback so stupid

I go dumb as a lunatic
They ask me, Son how you do this shit
Cross me and be the one that get crucifixed
Crucified, suicide, got me saying stupid shit
A Gun in the teacher desk, raise yo hands before we shoot this bitch

Aim at yo heart, on some Cupid shit
Kill em in his dream, Freddy Krueger shit
Ole, pussy ass nigga, you a cougar bitch
When that ruger spit
Hammer nail you, bitch this ratchet Tool legit
Freeze a nigga, on some cooler shit

Like vegeta and goku, we go through
Kill you, and everyone who know you
I'm so fire Lord, Roku
Take a breath Of Oxygen, O2

(Of Oxygen=O2)

I'm tryna heal a mf
Before I kill a mf
Until the mf

SAY HE WANNA DIE!

Say he wanna die
Come to die
Come alive
Shorten his story, summarize
The truth lies under where it underlies
Some'a say I'm hotter then the summer highs
Montana of WTS; THEE ALMIGHTY GOD I GIVE PRAISE
WTS of 300; 300 years we lived our lives as slaves
White as grays
Behind the shade
The Minds of the Blind inside this maze
My eyes get hazed like Isaac Hayes
Make the earth quake when I drip like Tidal waves
Montana of WTS; THEE ALMIGHTY GOD I GIVE PRAISE
WTS of 300; 300 years we lived our lives as slaves
White as grays
Behind the shade
The Minds of the Blind inside this maze
My eyes get hazed like Isaac Hayes
Make the earth quake when I drip like Tidal waves
I been through the rain, thunder and lightning days
Dead presidents is how the lights get paid
Dead Presidents are the only lives we save
And I'm enraged
To let this fire blaze
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Writer: Keeson Coleman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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