Speaking off the way i feel like Tony Montana
Live a double life like Hannah Montana
Got a good cookie on me better than your grandma
Yeah I do, yeah I do

I wanna eat that boy up look like he wanna be dinner
He's all over me see my waist is getting thiner
I've been getting money out the motherfucking country
Finding for this shit I already told you I was hungry

He want a piece like bacon, lalala
I fuck them good like make it
He say Are you made of crackers? Are you Satan?
I say I don't know babe i'm just blazing
What is your ex's number?
That pussy all look like a raisin
Paper chasing bitches glasing
Everything I do is history and i'm making
Even when on some chill shit
And she's cracking

I'll say it I got a big head look like Veruca Salt
I went to cunt city and nobody knew ya (knew ya)
You tried to fuck my home
Girl but she won't escort ya
I'm trying to get the whole world to see the picture
Speaking off the way i feel like Tony Montana
Live a double life like Hannah Montana
Got a good cookie on me better than your grandma
Yeah I do, yeah I do
Speaking off the way i feel like Tony Montana
Live a double life like Hannah Montana
Got a good cookie on me better than your grandma
Yeah I do, yeah I do