White Dress

Hey cop

Montana

They forgot who's battlin'?

Twenty bands

Made millions over a decade

We ain't losing though

A'ight, I pray we live, I pray we live

For a thousand years, for a thousand years

And if I hurt you, if I hurt you baby

Baby drink Ciroc (baby drink Ciroc)

For your tears (For your tears)

You been lookin' at me

Montana

You been lookin' at me

Coke boy

Skrrt skrrt(You been lookin' at me)

'Cause you control my vices

I just want to fuck you on your nice shit

Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis

You control my vices

We was up grindin' on the night shift

I'll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis

Priceless

I just want to fuck you in your white dress

I'll bet, oh I think she like it

Talk to me nicely, oww oww

Talk to me nicely, oww oww

I got you

Closet lookin' like Milan Fashion Week

I got you

Money jumpin' like Lebron, Dominique

I got you

Better do or die

A hundred with the guy

Pull up with the gun

Wrath with the styles

Talkin' me so reckless

Diamonds on my necklace

Chest playin' checkers

The Avion breakfast

Dimes clean dirty wine though

See the future like I'm Rocko

And I fall feel like Shampoo

Fuckin' all these foreign chicks

Put some hoes in foreigns

You thought she was yours

She smell like Michael Kors

Shoes fuckin' up my floors

Who that nigga? I'm the definition

Wearin' penny loafers

We ain't penny pinchin'

Got the baddest bitches baggin' in the kitchen

Got that Bobby Brown, we that new edition

These rappers ain't Nas

Just look at their commas

I skate on the diamonds

I smoke with the farmers

Buy my shoes small, goin' toe to toe

I burn my bridges I'ma call the boat

Willie beaming with the audible

Ballin' like I'm Earl Manigault

They countin' to the south

The bag is a mountain

I fucked my accountant

That pussy's a fountain

I pledge of allegiance

You better believe it

I boarded a flight

Trump fucked up a Visa

Bitch I'm no regular, bitch I'm no second

Know the one, I'm the one that's ahead of ya

If you talk mills, bitch I'm affiliate

Ciroc boy

Shot you a million('Cause you control my vices)

I just want to fuck you on your nice shit

Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis

You control my vices

We was up grindin' on the night shift

I'll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis

Priceless, I just want to fuck you

In your white dress

I'll bet, oh I think she like it

Talk to me nicely, oww oww

Talk to me nicely, oww oww

'Cause you control my vices

I just want to fuck you on your nice shit

Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis

You control my vices

We was up grindin' on the night shift

I'll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis

Priceless, I just want to fuck you

In your white dress

I'll bet, oh I think she like it

Talk to me nicely, oww oww

Talk to me nicely, oww

You been lookin' at me

And you watch it watch it watch it