Montana Of 300 - Bout That Life lyrics

[Hook](2x) Money and murder You say you bout that right Stop poppin' off boy knock it off cuz you ain't bout that life Money and murder You say you bout that right Hop out that life (bang-bang) boy you ain't really bout that life [Verse 1: Montana of 300] b**h it's Montana, you heard he a k**a He bout bout he think he Percy Miller That 40 on ‘em got bout 30 in it That clip extended it (bang-bang) you know that n***a finished My n***as hittas, one hitta quitters Ready for war what you thought you gon have to come and get us b**h this 300 and we don't play (Bang-bang) then DOA ain't gotta ask if he's okay Look at my face, look at my eyes, tear drops is fallin' my n***a my tattoos tell no lies I'm hanging out that ride bullets about to fly You ain't about that life, f** n***a you about to die [Hook] [Verse 2: Montana of 300] I'm bout that money, I'm bout that murder b**h I stay fly and I stay wit that burner FGE [?] you ain't got no loot at all I stay in some sh** you never seen but that ain't new to yall Pistol on my hip that b**h stick to me like I glued it on No h*mo when I bust that a** that 40 do that tootie boy So chill with all that poppin' off before I start poppin' off You ain't bout that murder and money so buddy knock it off I try to tell ‘em, I gotta k** ‘em, that tool like I go (bang bang) if I let that hammer nail ‘em So f** who love ‘em, f** what he talkin' bout I off the opps then fought the block and watch his coffin drop [Hook] [Verse 3: Tally of 300] Okay b**h I'm rollin' pistol totin' got that 40 Soon as n***as act like they want sumthin' I'm lettin' dem hold it Empty it to reload it, gasoline let's explode it Ain't no turning back once this k**a sh** control me Money and murder, f** you know bout it? When we come get it, don't be violent cuz you be silent Cuz we be wildin' then get back to the cash cuz b**h we bout it Phone hit all day, Glock on me broad day In a white tee, Nikes don't worry bout why I ain't icy Just know that I gotta pocket full of money yall dummies And the sh** yall n***as talkin' don't excite me Money and murder get to it don't talk bout it just do it for the day you cross a n***a like me (bang-bang) [Hook]