Tony Montana

(Mxrtality) Tony Montana, yeah
Scarface, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, 'Tana
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Feelin' like Tony Montana, uh ('Tana)
Feelin' like Tony Montana, uh ('Tana)
Feelin' like Tony Montana ('Tana)
Feelin' like Tony Montana
I got money for real, but it ain't shit to go back to a slimeball
And my shorty so bloody wavy, he'll kill a nigga right now with his mask off (yeah)
Lost a few people, that shit hit me later, I ain't cry when I got the info (fuck)
Feelin' like Tony Montana, I'm in the crib rich, up wrappin' his dough
Ain't never bust down no brick though
But I know how to my work my stick though (bah, bah, bah)
In a fast car, feelin' like stick drift
Fuck around, ridin' over a thick ho (hrr)

In the 'Raq, we the ones who blazin' (yeah)
You don't like Bloodbathh, nigga, so what? (What?)
Goofy niggas be stalkin' my page
I'm somewhere in Cali, auto cuttin' up donuts
Straight-eight Jeep fuckin' the road up
Lil' brother keep askin' for Robux (yeah)
Grown hoes wanna fuck, I growed up (growed up)
You only live two lives, so pour up
Yeah, oh, she got her hair did and now she think she glowed up (fuck)
Type of chopper I got got wood on it (frr)
I'll go through his shit with a hoodie only (yeah)
Niggas get chased down and stood over (yeah)
And I only put buttons on .40-ourties (grr)
Chuckyy in the club, boy, that's a horror story (yeah)
Went from bailin' out blickin' to rich as fuck
I been thinkin' 'bout lightin' my wrist up (yeah)
But I like how the Plain Jane sit up (for real)
Philly ho suck dick with the wig off (damn)
She was goin' too crazy, had to press pause
Fuck-niggas ain't playin' no basketball (yeah)
We'll show you how to hoop, don't worry 'bout it (fck)
Sit on lo' 'til a fuck nigga come out it (yeah)
Headshot, peaceful, that's dead silence (hrr, hrr)

Feelin' like Tony Montana, uh
Feelin' like Tony Montana, uh ('Tana)
Feelin' like Tony Montana ('Tana)
Feelin' like Tony Montana
I got money for real, but it ain't shit to go back to a slimeball
And my shorty so bloody wavy, he'll kill a nigga right now with his mask off
Lost a few people, that shit hit me later, I ain't cry when I got the info (fuck)
Feelin' like Tony Montana, I'm in the crib rich, up wrappin' his dough ('Tana)
Ain't never bust down no brick though
But I know how to my work my stick though (bah, bah, bah)
In a fast car, feelin' like stick drift (hrr)
Fuck around, ridin' over a thick ho (fuck)