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iamphycojack - Phyco Montana Lyrics



iamphycojack - Phyco Montana Lyrics




Lil Ju Made Da Beat

Yeah, ah

Big Phyco Snow goin' hard on a ho, ah

Ain't none of you hoes got shit on me (No)
None of these hoes get dick like me (No)
Heard im the shit, now they spit like me
Now all of you hoes wanna pimp like me (Ah)

None of these bros, None of these hoes, None of these bros, Not not nan one of these hoes
You can't come close, 'cause you gross
Im'ma bring it from my chest (Achoo)
From the back of my throat, huh

Sayin' that you wit' it when you ain't, huh
Put you in the field, wit' a saint, ah
Money makin' ass bitch, Easy-Bank, ugh
I bet yall raw doggin' wit' a lame, huh

I don't care what you heard what you know (Bitch)
Ain't never been scared of a hoe (hm)
The nigga that she f*ck, is down low
Oh, bitches wanna go hoe for hoe?

Bitch puh-pretty please
I want you to come try something with me (what?)
I've really been itchin' to fly to the south
(Yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
To put the Giuseppe heel in yo' mouth
Yeah, bitch, it's Phyco Montana
I'll come & Mac on yo cheese, French Montana (yeah)
Bitch, I will put you to sleep, no pajamas
She will flip flop on this bitch like a sandal

(Hey, yuh)
Walk like this, talk like this, look like this, you could never (A-ah)
Ioneen' know who the bitch is, but the bitch got a vendetta (muah)
Diss so hard, they don't only want the song, they gon' want the Acappella (huh)
Motown Baddie turnin' bitches into zombies, make em dance like Thriller


(Hm),Yeah, look, bitch
I know a sexy motherf*cker like myself might offend some
Bitch, I'm the shit and then some (I'm some chips)
This ain't no motherf*ckin' race, 'cause I been won
And if you don't like it, tune the f*ck out
But you must like it, 'cause you tuned the f*ck in

I got your nigga forehead on my tummy
Turn your nigga to a fag like he Duckie (uh)
If I ever let him hit it he lucky (uh)

Don't want yo nigga, but he wanna f*ck me (yea)
Im gonna wake up and get me some money (money)
He gon' wake up and give me sucky sucky (sucky)
These bitches pussy, they chicken, Kentucky (woo)
Bitch, I'm from Denver, you know we be nuckin' (woo)

Words be so sharp, every beat I be cuttin' (ye)
Drawin' an M on this back, he Mc Love it (he love it)
Gimme my tens like I landed and stuck it
(I stuck it)
If you don't like me, lil' bitch, you could suck it (suck it)
All of my haters got crabs in they bucket (uuhh)
Nose in the air 'cause they f*ckin' disgust me (uuuhh)
None of these bitches is f*ckin' with Jackson
Bitch, I'm the Baddest, of course I'm gon tax it! (The f*ck)

I had to hop off the porch and go get it
Dirty glove bastard they see that I'm wit' it (yeah)
You tried to tell me I can't, but I did it
When I pull up bitches look like they shitted (eugh)

I had to start from the muhf*ckin' bottom (I did)
My nigga told me to get em, I got em
(he did)
My other hoe told me it's gon be coo
(so did he)
Makin' it work has always been the rule

Momma ain't worked nine to five in a while (uh-uhh)
We just be hustlin', watching it pile
(it topples)
Phycojack's Only Fans linked in the bio (ugh)
You wanna reach out to me, it's a process (yeah)

I got a middle man, he gotta connect (connect)
Bottom line is, I'm not easy to contact (contact, ugh)
Bitch I'm exclusive ain't no where to find that?
Pick me a beat and you know I'ma kill that, Ah
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Lil Ju Made Da Beat

Yeah, ah

Big Phyco Snow goin' hard on a ho, ah

Ain't none of you hoes got shit on me (No)
None of these hoes get dick like me (No)
Heard im the shit, now they spit like me
Now all of you hoes wanna pimp like me (Ah)

None of these bros, None of these hoes, None of these bros, Not not nan one of these hoes
You can't come close, 'cause you gross
Im'ma bring it from my chest (Achoo)
From the back of my throat, huh

Sayin' that you wit' it when you ain't, huh
Put you in the field, wit' a saint, ah
Money makin' ass bitch, Easy-Bank, ugh
I bet yall raw doggin' wit' a lame, huh

I don't care what you heard what you know (Bitch)
Ain't never been scared of a hoe (hm)
The nigga that she f*ck, is down low
Oh, bitches wanna go hoe for hoe?

Bitch puh-pretty please
I want you to come try something with me (what?)
I've really been itchin' to fly to the south
(Yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
To put the Giuseppe heel in yo' mouth
Yeah, bitch, it's Phyco Montana
I'll come & Mac on yo cheese, French Montana (yeah)
Bitch, I will put you to sleep, no pajamas
She will flip flop on this bitch like a sandal

(Hey, yuh)
Walk like this, talk like this, look like this, you could never (A-ah)
Ioneen' know who the bitch is, but the bitch got a vendetta (muah)
Diss so hard, they don't only want the song, they gon' want the Acappella (huh)
Motown Baddie turnin' bitches into zombies, make em dance like Thriller


(Hm),Yeah, look, bitch
I know a sexy motherf*cker like myself might offend some
Bitch, I'm the shit and then some (I'm some chips)
This ain't no motherf*ckin' race, 'cause I been won
And if you don't like it, tune the f*ck out
But you must like it, 'cause you tuned the f*ck in

I got your nigga forehead on my tummy
Turn your nigga to a fag like he Duckie (uh)
If I ever let him hit it he lucky (uh)

Don't want yo nigga, but he wanna f*ck me (yea)
Im gonna wake up and get me some money (money)
He gon' wake up and give me sucky sucky (sucky)
These bitches pussy, they chicken, Kentucky (woo)
Bitch, I'm from Denver, you know we be nuckin' (woo)

Words be so sharp, every beat I be cuttin' (ye)
Drawin' an M on this back, he Mc Love it (he love it)
Gimme my tens like I landed and stuck it
(I stuck it)
If you don't like me, lil' bitch, you could suck it (suck it)
All of my haters got crabs in they bucket (uuhh)
Nose in the air 'cause they f*ckin' disgust me (uuuhh)
None of these bitches is f*ckin' with Jackson
Bitch, I'm the Baddest, of course I'm gon tax it! (The f*ck)

I had to hop off the porch and go get it
Dirty glove bastard they see that I'm wit' it (yeah)
You tried to tell me I can't, but I did it
When I pull up bitches look like they shitted (eugh)

I had to start from the muhf*ckin' bottom (I did)
My nigga told me to get em, I got em
(he did)
My other hoe told me it's gon be coo
(so did he)
Makin' it work has always been the rule

Momma ain't worked nine to five in a while (uh-uhh)
We just be hustlin', watching it pile
(it topples)
Phycojack's Only Fans linked in the bio (ugh)
You wanna reach out to me, it's a process (yeah)

I got a middle man, he gotta connect (connect)
Bottom line is, I'm not easy to contact (contact, ugh)
Bitch I'm exclusive ain't no where to find that?
Pick me a beat and you know I'ma kill that, Ah
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Writer: Jackson Forge
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Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Jackson Forge

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