Writing on the Wall (feat. Post Malone, Cardi B & Rvssian)

Montana Posty Hahaha 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