Scarface Sammy - Arson Flow

Call up my kin
Show him some love
Stuck in that pin, Still not touched
All of these sins making me clutch
When i get out, Back stuffing a dutch
Buddy went left, Get his ass tucked
Foenem get gassed, Needle go pop
He a lil pup, Damn
Now he sad, Guess he really not tough
Nah, Guess he really that Bad
Stuffing these bows in a leather print bag
One day slide in Infiniti
Next day slide in a SUV Jag
Been living life like GTA
Niggas still actin like craig
All of dese meds making my head spin
Still I ain't going to bed
Pop me a x, I'm lit, It's a party inside of my head
Pop me a perc, I'm hurt, It's like its a dent my leg
Niggas just chat, I don't care what they said
Number 9 fill him up, Like number 2
Full of that lead
Used to be Rambo, Now Judge Dredd
Man I miss Lando, He stuck in the Feds
Blizzard all on my wrist
Stacking these chips, Dip, Frito lay
VVS make her wan kiss
Call up my jeweler, Twinkle my fist
Niggas be cap, But really, Sammy hard as it gets
Whipping that bowl, Like I'm cooking up grits
Nigga be tough, Pull a Ray Lew, Blitz
Pop one baby like how does it feel
I'm so crazy for money, Want mills
Can't be lazy, Been turning these wheels
Niggas be babies, Y'all stuck in they feels
Black Mercedes just give me the chills
Before Call Of Duty, Been counting up kills
Before I was born, Been had what it took
Love flipping that page but ain't reading no book
Say gang come slide, Let's turn up this bitch
New whip frog eyes, Get money like Mitch
Want beef Five Guys, Flip patty then dip, Ugh
All Black Caddy get flipped, No cap
Speak true like why would I lie
These stacks been blue, Make packets just fly
Mama we won, Beat 20 year bid
Still walk with my gun even around my own crib

Written by:
Austin Davis

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