Tony Montana

Tony Montana
Shit
Scarface
Here we go, buddy

Thunder, you hear the automatic
M16 that talks, .223 caliber it packs
I ain't just showing it off, it's for chewing
Any bastard who touches family
Golden grips that shine too much
Mag full of rounds, not to scare
They'll know I'm not about attention or fame

I'm not an actor nor a criminal
The world is mine, gotta take advantage
'Cause at any moment it can flip
The cart keeps rolling without stopping
Tony Montana, that's what they'll call me
Sinaloan in my blood, that's what I got
Smart kid, they'll say around
What they'll say around

The world is yours
HP
Whole lotta clika shit

M16 with a potato launcher
Whatever the client wants, we deliver
Mechanic for the guns
Expert here in machinery
Cruising through Palmar, Sinaloa
In a Can-Am X3, that's how I roll
The crew never backs down, always ready to shoot

Doing business, just another normal day
The grind continues, never lets up
24/7, quality comes through
Like home runs, we hit here
Big plays, just like Jordan
Sipping whiskey like it's water
Celebrating my achievements in life
My achievements in life

Uzi
Uzi on the beat