Writing On The Wall Lyrics - Rvssian

Montana 

Posty 

Okurr 

(La-la-la-la, uuh) 

Ayy, uh huh 

From the block, now we're snippin' on the yachts like Somalians (uh-huh) 

Egyptian cloak on my body, diamonds like 6iine, yeah (yeah) 

Now we comin' through the back, we don't do it to the concierge (yeah, hey-hey) 

Now that boy run fashion, call it FashionNova again (huh) 

We started the wave, now everybody lookin' insane 

Tell me how you won (woah) 

Shorty buss' it down, give us the money, keep the crown 

Tell me how you won 

Been around the globe, and the globe 

But we splashed ten O's of my net worth, yeah (huh) 

Neck work, then the leg work (work) 

We're the stars like the network (work, Montana) 

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You see the writing on the wall 

Hold onto me and I'ma hold ya 

You see the writing on the wall 

I'll bring it back, bring it back, yeah 

Got a lil' mama in my telephone, she jumpin' all up on me yo (ayy) 

Hoes all in my section, I don't want 'em, keep them bitches, I'm like "Vamanos" (ayy, ayy, ayy) 

We can work it out, lil' mama, all we need is just a little cardio (ayy) 

Yeah, she the type of woman if we cannot do it, I will catch a body for (ooh yeah, yeah) 

Call my accountant, bought my bitch new Beamer, she whip 7-Series, yeah (ooh yeah, yeah) 

I'll spend whatever, girl, I do whatever to show you I'm serious (ooh yeah, yeah) 

They're sound familiar, they just talkin' shit because they feel inferior 

Ooh yeah, that's just how we go 

You see the writing on the wall 

Hold onto me and I'ma hold ya 

You see the writing on the wall 

I'll bring it back, bring it back, yeah 

All the millions make me horny, Montana 

Cardi, we the hottest out the South Bronx, yeah 

Made me holla' for a dollar, got my makeup on your collar 

You'll be callin' me tomorrow, yeah 

And my diamonds like water, you'll be callin' me tomorrow 

Then I'm just gettin' shorted (Uh huh) 

Make you push a little harder, little faster, little deeper 

'Fore I promise I be keepin' ya 

Said it's all about the level up, booty like a Jell-O Cup 

Bitches hella' jealous, wishin' it was them instead of us 

I done got hot dog, relish, she ain't catchin' up 

Gucci, Fendi, Prada, Balenciaga, I got Margiela, ah 

Standin' ovation, the broad of the nation 

Me and babe racin', the rage were adjacent 

Wishin' we could take the rumors to the bank (to the bank) 

Wouldn't have no more rumors out the safe (woo, woo) 

But I'ma ball it like a napkin, tap it like it's Jaski 

Hold the door for me, then pop me on the ass cheek 

Ain't too rich to get it poppin' in the backseat 

Next time you want another bitch, you better ask me, ah 

I can see now that ass, you better take a picture now, shorty need me to spaz 

And now we're rollin' down the freeway, talkin' 'bout a threeway 

Startin' workin' out, but he gon' eat me on his cheat-day off 

You see the writing on the wall 

Hold onto me and I'ma hold ya 

You see the writing on the wall 

I'll bring it back, bring it back, yeah 

La-la-la, la-la-la 

La-la-la (okurr) ohh 

La-la-la (what you want?), la-la-la 

La-la-la, ohh