ScarFace (feat. JayGuapo)
Niggas will hate on the low but sit in your face and act like your friend
Niggas will fake you and snake you will fake you and snake you and take what you dreamt
Nigga will fuck your bitch tell you they sorry and do it again
Through all the fake shit out of the window and let that shit blow in the wind
Stuck on my grind, i ain't coming off, you niggas just got to go face it
If it's smoke then it's smoke i ain't coughing up nigga you know i'm going to face it
Ice on my neck, ice on my wrist, nigga you know i ain't basic
If you giving me shots i'm taking it back and nigga no i ain't chasing
Step on the scene and i'm flexing on niggas the drip that i drip is horrendous
Shitting on these niggas they hate that i'm shitting now nigga is looking for vengeance
Niggas be hating they all in my face and niggas just hate that i'm winning
Came up from nothing and left all the fake now my name can not stay out they mention
Bitch imma demon
Money not focused on bitches that just want my semen
Bitch
Bitch imma demon
You niggas is pussy i'm shooting my glock til you creaming
Bitch
Bitch imma demon
Fuck is you talking about bitch i'm the king of the season
Bitch
Bitch imma demon
Why is niggas speaking on Guap name
Like that nigga wack
If it's about a young nigga cheese i got bro in the back he totin a mac
You got bagged in stick shift remember that
Your sister got smacked and your brother a rat
Come on nigga man what's up with that
Come on nigga man what's up with that
Dreamz hit my phone like bro I need you on this feature
Hi I'm guap it's nice to meet you
Dissing me and you going to need you a preacher
Divide your circle like a pizza
My heart colder than a mother fucking freezer so i got to keep a heater
Niggas saw me and ran faster than a mother fucking cheater
JayGuapo really got it out the mother fucking bottom let me know if it's a problem
Niggas really telling like they first name spottem I hop out the v then i gottem
Guaranteed if i'm upping my pole, im blowing that shit
All these niggas they be acting like hoes be on that bull shit
Telling it good, you ain't good in your hood
I'm so sorry little bitch if you thought i was misunderstood
You get on my nerves, damn im rolling up i might spark me a wood
I'm rolling up and this shit hitting good
Niggas will fake you and snake you will fake you and snake you and take what you dreamt
Nigga will fuck your bitch tell you they sorry and do it again
Through all the fake shit out of the window and let that shit blow in the wind
Stuck on my grind, i ain't coming off, you niggas just got to go face it
If it's smoke then it's smoke i ain't coughing up nigga you know i'm going to face it
Ice on my neck, ice on my wrist, nigga you know i ain't basic
If you giving me shots i'm taking it back and nigga no i ain't chasing
Step on the scene and i'm flexing on niggas the drip that i drip is horrendous
Shitting on these niggas they hate that i'm shitting now nigga is looking for vengeance
Niggas be hating they all in my face and niggas just hate that i'm winning
Came up from nothing and left all the fake now my name can not stay out they mention
Bitch imma demon
Money not focused on bitches that just want my semen
Bitch
Bitch imma demon
You niggas is pussy i'm shooting my glock til you creaming
Bitch
Bitch imma demon
Fuck is you talking about bitch i'm the king of the season
Bitch
Bitch imma demon
Why is niggas speaking on Guap name
Like that nigga wack
If it's about a young nigga cheese i got bro in the back he totin a mac
You got bagged in stick shift remember that
Your sister got smacked and your brother a rat
Come on nigga man what's up with that
Come on nigga man what's up with that
Dreamz hit my phone like bro I need you on this feature
Hi I'm guap it's nice to meet you
Dissing me and you going to need you a preacher
Divide your circle like a pizza
My heart colder than a mother fucking freezer so i got to keep a heater
Niggas saw me and ran faster than a mother fucking cheater
JayGuapo really got it out the mother fucking bottom let me know if it's a problem
Niggas really telling like they first name spottem I hop out the v then i gottem
Guaranteed if i'm upping my pole, im blowing that shit
All these niggas they be acting like hoes be on that bull shit
Telling it good, you ain't good in your hood
I'm so sorry little bitch if you thought i was misunderstood
You get on my nerves, damn im rolling up i might spark me a wood
I'm rolling up and this shit hitting good
Credits
Writer(s): Jo-vuan Mccullough
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