Call My Bluff lyrics

by

Montana 700



[Intro]
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[Chorus: Montana 700]
I'm a Camp Wisdom baby, from Wiley to the Poe
Growin' up, everybody 'round my section sold dope
Rule number one, keep the business on the low
Only time I'm goin' back to the stash, it's time to score

[Verse 1: Montana 700]
Trash bags full, it's time to double up
Switch the route, this time they comin' on a truck
Get the money, tired of all these n*ggas actin' tough
Make my b*tch count a hundred, n*gga, call my bluff

[Verse 2: Zillionaire Doe]
Make my b*tch count a hundred 'fore I left the house
Zillionaire boys gettin' money, n*gga, large amounts
All the Chinеse, Armani's, n*ggas love 'em
At thе trap Tuesday and Thursday, gotta watch for the drug bust
Walkin' through TSA, carved veneers, got a hundred on me
When you work, tryna get it, sometime it can get lonely
Them n*ggas thumbin' through them hundreds, that's my favorite sound
Say she wanna f*ck with a n*gga serve the whole town

[Verse 3: Montana 700]
Say she wanna f*ck with a n*gga serve the whole city
Bag just landed, know it's time to get busy
Bro callin' right now, tryna get a fifty
They be gone in two days, you better get with me
Told them if his trap jump, you better get close
I be in and out the city, tryna get ghost
Still on the last batch, his trap too slow
I don't know how these n*ggas broke, the price is too low
Damn near dirt cheap
I'ma leave him what he bought, that sh*t won't hurt me
Tried to give brodie a ten, told him get on his feet
I'm the one that took the risk, but everybody gon' eat
[Verse 4: Zillioanire Doe]
Got a hundred bags of cash in the streets accordin' to my notes
Knew I was gon' have them Ms even back when I was broke
Married game, n*ggas weak, we on the hardwood
Why you went fed for the motion? All money ain't a good
Sell me a couple Ps, invest it back into the rap
Got a show later on, they gon' close every trap
Turn that Doe on, they gon' rap word for word
'Fore I had a real source, I really posted on that curve

[Chorus: Montana 700]
I'm a Camp Wisdom baby, from Wiley to the Poe
Growin' up, everybody 'round my section sold dope
Rule number one, keep the business on the low
Only time I'm goin' back to the stash, it's time to score

[Outro: Montana 700]
I'm a Camp Wisdom baby, from Wiley to the Poe
Growin' up, everybody 'round my section sold dope
Rule number one, keep the business on the low
Only time I'm goin' back to the stash, it's time to score
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