Rip Scarfo

Can't even buy no gas from my bro no more (Sammyboy, Xaynor)
I can't even buy no gas from my bro Scarfo (trap Lord)
Can't even buy no gas from my bro no more (on gang)
I can't even buy no gas from my bro Scarfo (trap Lord)
See he would hit me up when he was out of prison
I wanted to ask him 'bout the trap and how you flipped them chickens (I love you, Scarfo)
You would treat the trap house like it was a religion (religion)
You cared about exotic, you ain't care 'bout no bitches (oh)
Wish I could hit Scarfo for another zip (another zip)
Man, rest in peace, I can't believe I'm saying this (saying this)
My niggas is my niggas, I could never switch (never)
When he called from that prison, I would answer quick, damn
And all I could do is ask, "Why?" (oh)
My niggas keep dying, I can't even cry
I can't even grieve, I've been going to sleep
This shit got me mad, I'm tired of RIPs (go, go, go, go)
A nigga can't breathe, I'm tired of RIPs
I'm really begging, please
Bring Scarfo back to me
(To me, to me)
(To me, to me)



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Writer(s): 0, Samuel Ramos
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