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French Montana - Skyami Feat Skilla Baby Lyrics

You know what it is
Walk in that bitch like Bling
When you hear that "Haan"
Ha
Montana

I get fresh (Woo), to go the club (Ha)
Order more bottles (Bottles), order more ones (Haan)
My diamonds water, they came from the tubs (Tubs)
She want a rich nigga, don't want no scrub (Ha)
On my lil' date, man, I brought my lil' thug
N. Y., these bitches just wanna have fun (Fun)
Miami bitches just wanna have fun (Fun)
Atlanta bitches just wanna have fun (Fun)

Slide out the stars, pick my favorite on (Haan)
Flooded the club with a whole lot of ones (Haan)
Flew in her stylist to get her hair done (Haan)
She throw it back and I tell her: Don't run (Montana)

Throwin' cash up, I got a money problem (Sheesh)
Stackin' higher than them condos on Sunny Isle (Woo)
Hit up Booby, do forty, like Ant-Man (Ant-Man)
See through them fuck-niggas, like a CAT scan (Haan)
Glock. 40, two-steppin', cruise the sporty, took the shorties
I ain't trippin', see an opp, I'm scorin' (Bah-bah-bah)
Countin' skrilla, baby, with Skilla Baby
Same bar, showin' freaks in a villa, baby

I get fresh (Fresh), to go the club (Ha)
Order more bottles (Bottles), order more ones (Ha)
My diamonds water, they came from the tubs (Tubs)
She want a rich nigga, don't want no scrub (Ha)
On my lil' date, man, I brought my lil' thug
N. Y., these bitches just wanna have fun (Fun)
Miami bitches just wanna have fun (Fun)
Atlanta bitches just wanna have fun (Fun)

Slide out the stars, pick my favorite on (Haan)
Flooded the club with a whole lot of ones (Haan)
Flew in her stylist to get her hair done (Haan)
She throw it back and I tell her: Don't run (Skilla)

She in a yamb (Ha), she live in Atlanta (Atlanta)
I miss her, I'm fast, and her room panoramic (Ha)
She don't do no drugs, but get high in Miami (Miami)
She call it Skyami, I push up a in Lamby
Ridin' past Ross' house with Dirty Diana (Diana)
I put that glove on, like I'm Michael Jackson (Ha)
Got hoes on a yacht, it's me flyin' my tandum (My tandum)
Bottega Veneta, fly past you and fast (Ooh)
We on Star Island, we trapped out the mansion
My lil' demon can't be on no cameras
I don't wanna bring him, 'cause he robbed a rapper (Haha)
Bulletproof Caddy, we pushin' through traffic (Ha)

I get fresh (Fresh), to go the club (Ha)
Order more bottles (Bottles), order more ones (Ha)
My diamonds water, they came from the tubs (Tubs)
She want a rich nigga, don't want no scrub (Ha)
On my lil' date, man, I brought my lil' thug
N. Y., these bitches just wanna have fun (Fun)
Miami bitches just wanna have fun (Fun)
Atlanta bitches just wanna have fun (Fun)