French Montana - Writing On The Wall lyrics

Montana posty (Ha ha ha)
Okurr (La la la la, uuh)
Ayy, uh huh

From the block
Now we're snipin' on the opps like Somalians
(Uh, huh) egyptian cloth on my body
Diamonds like 6ix9ine hair (Hair)
Now we comin' through the back
We don't go to the concierge (yeah, hey hey)
Now that boy run fashion
Cardi in that Fashion Nova gear (Ha)
We started the wave
Now everybody lookin' the same
Tell me how you want it (Woah)
Shorty buss it down, give us the money
Keep the crown tell me how you want it
I been around the globe in the Global Express
Ten O's in my net worth, yeah (Huh)
Neck work, then the leg work (Work)
We're the stars like the network
(Work, Montana)

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
Kick them bitches out 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 spend whatever, girl
I do whatever to show you I'm serious
(Ooh yeah, yeah) that 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 'em 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 them dress gettin' shorter (Uh, huh)

Make you push a little harder, little faster
Little deeper (Skrr skrr)
'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, dawg
Realize she ain't catchin' up
Gucci, Fendi, Prada, Balenciaga
I got Margiela, ah
Standin' ovation, the broad of the nation
Me and babe racin' Wraiths, we're adjacent
Wish that we could take the
Rumors to the bank (To the bank)
We don't have no more room inside the safe
(Woo, woo) but I'ma ball it like a napkin
Tap it like it's Jazz feet
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
Ike and Tina that ass
You better take a bitch you know
Show my name and this pass
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