Vyne19, SoFaygo - Scarface! lyrics

Lil Faygo and Vyne19
Glock on my lap with a bright red beam
Hoe be mad, too many niggas wanna be like me
Eyes low li- (Hoodrich on the track)
(Plu- Plu- Plug)

Ride with the stick, you know what it do
Bullets go through, you ain’t bulletproof
Kicking shit, like Im fu
Hop in the stu and hop in the booth
Started popping, till I gave him a black eye
Tony Montana, I am not a nice guy
Blowing on gas, this shit got me sky high
Gang with me, and it look like a bee hive
Whippin up 4 and I’m
I’m on the block, and you can't relate (Yea)
I’m fucking yo thot, you take her on dates
‘Stacking the bread I’m stacking the cake
You say you that guy, give me a brеak
I am so fly, give me a cape
Nigga you out, thеn you deflate
He talking down, that’s a mistake

You talking down, that’s a mistake (Blatt)
Run up on me, Im in the A (Blatt)
Lil buddy broke, can not relate
Okay, she said that she great
Haha, I be eating good plates
Bye, bye little ho it’s too late
"Fa fa", bullets come out a Drac'
Nah, nah, Im just tryna get pape
Yea, yea, it’s not up for debate
I know that he mad, I know he gon hate
Soon as I leave her heart is gon break
To be honest, I don’t wanna date
To be honest it’s just me and the gang
And me and the gang, we be eating good steak
Boy, you got ravioli on your plate
That’s what you get when you last in the race

I’m in LA, look for the date
Shoot a from far away
Bringing the smoke to where you stay
223 bullets, they having decay
Good brain, yea she blew me away
If she wanna fuck, she coming this way
I want the gwaup, no delay
I want the gwaup, ándele
Who wanna fuck with my nigga Faygo
I’m with my shootas they giving halos
I want the money, yeah I want more
I’m in the H, I’m in the mo

Not up for debate, it’s not up for discussion
If I pull up on you then it’s nothing
If I pull up on you then I'm bussing
Man, they think that I’m really bluffing
Finna bake a nigga like a muffin
To be honest, I’m not into trusting
To be honest Im in need of your loving
Say, Lil Faygo he not into cuffing
Lil Faygo and Vyne19
Glock on my lap with a bright red beam
Hoe be mad too many niggas wanna be like me
Eyes low like I speak Chinese
Bow down nigga, hit with the 9
Baby what you doing tonight
Run up and you loosing your life

I’m with Faygo, who want a Sprite
I need your love, I need it tonight
She giving top while I’m high like a kite
She off of the blow, she off of the white
All of these niggas they hate on me
Move on the low, keep it lowkey
I’m so fresh, like some febreeze
Do what I do, do it with ease
She do what I please
She on her knees, complementary
These niggas feds like a agency
I’m making bank like a lottery
And these niggas clones, they tryna copy me
Bow down, I’m your majesty
Flexed up, and it’s casually
99 till infinity