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otm - scarface lyrics

[intro: duffy]
sh+t
ayy
sh+t
look
h+ll no, i ain’t gon’ change
when i hold this k, i feel like i’m scarface, sh+t
alright
(mellow, i like this)
look, sh+t

[chorus: duffy]
chrome hearted, h+ll nah, i ain’t gon’ change
when i hold this k, i feel like i’m scarface
he got caught without his pipe, it’s sad to say that n+gga played
two drums, i brought a hundred out for what’s his name
i want dollars, f+ck this lame sh+t, somehow i got it all
had to go and up my rank without no trace, then problem solved
shoutout to my k!llers, they’ll dribble on you with no ball
heat check, i get in the game and show my jumper off

[verse 1: duffy]
it’s that time, sh+t get slime, if you gon’ do it, do it right
think i’m finna go and slide when it get dark outside tonight
sh+t get serious, you know we ballin’ like we hoopin’, right?
my entourage all got chops, and oh yeah, we all got ice
diamonds f+ckin’ up my sight, this ain’t that lil’ boy sh+t
we don’t do the moissanites, [?] hit, i know he sick
otm, this sh+t for life, ayy, look, our muscle just got bigger
and we don’t believe the hype, we do our thing, so we ain’t trippin’
splash drippin’, i ain’t slippin’, bl!ck on me, what we doin’?
got shaneyney, new extensions, come say h+llo to it
big money, all the hate be makin’ perfect sense to us
do your rent, b+tch, i hustle like i’m tony montana, sh+t
[chorus: duffy]
chrome hearted, h+ll nah, i ain’t gon’ change
when i hold this k, i feel like i’m scarface
he got caught without his pipe, it’s sad to say that n+gga played
two drums, i brought a hundred out for what’s his name
i want dollars, f+ck this lame sh+t, somehow i got it all
had to go and up my rank without no trace, then problem solved
shoutout to my k!llers, they’ll dribble on you with no ball
heat check, i get in the game and show my jumper off

[verse 2: blue pesos]
hundred bricks, i could hear the pint talkin’, al pacino
princess cuts on my wrist, you would’ve swore i went emo
just let a n+gga play, we saved a hundred shots for deebo
i payed a pretty penny, so of course i let my wrist show
designer shooters holdin’ designers, paid in bitcoin
n+gga, drop that c+class off to your b+tch ’cause we’ve been real foreigns
n+ggas choose to hate ’cause they ain’t got the funds to beef with me
p could hold a grudge, i am not the one for peace treaties
you in need of a new shooter, i can tell that n+gga jumper wack
foreigns in the lot, kamikazi doors, a hundred straps
flexin’ with the scoreboard in my hand, no, we can’t run it back
three hundred somethin’ thousand in the duffel, do a somersault (for real)
and my neck weigh a kilo
if you ain’t get it out the mud with the mussle, it ain’t no seat for you
i just put a beam on the fin, too much recoil
tryna swing the drac’ with one hand, you need big muscles
[chorus: duffy]
chrome hearted, h+ll nah, i ain’t gon’ change
when i hold this k, i feel like i’m scarface
he got caught without his pipe, it’s sad to say that n+gga played
two drums, i brought a hundred out for what’s his name, sh+t
n+gga

[outro: duffy]
yeah

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