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ant - scarface lyrics

run up a bag aye
we run in your crib
going out like montana but this ain’t no scarface
we doin it broad day
your b+tch like me on my sp+ce
please get out of my face
hit a stain then i do the race
shootin’ up your mommas place
run up a bag aye
we run in your crib
going out like montana but this ain’t no scarface
we doin it broad day
your b+tch like me on my sp+ce
please get out of my face
hit a stain then do the race
shootin’ up your mommas place

if you askin bout that hoe (censor) i can’t stand the b+tch
if you askin why (censor) left cuz she can’t handle this
glock got ur name on the handle b+tch
my polе got some muscles so i call him mitch
and we totе extended clips
put that 40 to your mouth it’ll leave your ass a stain
put that metal to your face it’ll turn you into pain
turn ur stepper to a ghost, but this ain’t no raisin kanan
and all my choppas bark, i can show you i ain’t playin’
we ain’t play nentendo but this 308 be blowin’
like we came back from cali me and my boys get to unloadin’
big fn, green beam looks like grass we get to mowin’
so much cocaine on the table you would think that it was snowin’
run up a bag aye
we run in your crib
going out like montana but this ain’t no scarface
we doin it broad day
your b+tch like me on my sp+ce
please get out of my face
hit a stain then i do the race
shootin’ up your mommas place
run up a bag aye
we run in your crib
going out like montana but this ain’t no scarface
we doin it broad day
your b+tch like me on my sp+ce
please get out of my face
hit a stain then do the race
shootin’ up your mommas place

and all my ratchets got attachment beams, strobes, and sights
i put 200 on the dash the split second i see lights
ain’t no jake searching my car my father taught my all my rights
pull out my glock it gets to clappin’ you know i don’t f+ck with fights
got a bag on my head well it’s war if you want it
spinnin’ blocks after a l!ck i got blood on my hunnits’
take his head while he shooting call that mindless gunning
got your homie screaming ricky we still shoot while you’re runnin’
(we still shoot while you’re runnin’)
(we still shoot while you’re runnin’)
(we still shoot while you’re runnin’)
(we still shoot while you’re runnin’)

- ant lyrics

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