Montana

Fuck it I'll down it then flatline
Mask on the face when I hotline
Lame niggas they watch from the sidelines
I'm on the field tryna get mine

One hundred and nine rolling I-85
Darker than black on the verge of sunrise
Moonlight runs wild till' clock hits midnight
I'm spitting more heat than a fucking gunfight

Evil Knievel, I'm tony Montana
Got ice in my veins
But I flow like a sauna
No time for the lames
Dice em up, Benihanas
Cant match up my verses
They skimming the surface

Cannot keep up like
I'm spitting in cursive
These Hoes had to go
Kick em out of my circle
Send lanes to the circus
For holding no purpose
They Down on their knees
In the dirt Just to worship

Don't quit your day job
Competition lacking on my fuckin
Radar
Niggas wanna cap, give a fuck who
They are
I'm out of control
Fuck the rap game
Bag it up gotta go

I got the keys
And a barrel of chrome
Kick down the door
Hold it straight to your dome

Dip out to the chop shop
Leave em in a parking lot
Imma live on, lead on, through the echelon

I'm packing heat
Box you up no Amazon

Step on the scene
With a gat and a dream
I catch you lacking
Shots off you a has-been
Pick up the crown bitch I'm Cairo the king

Mr clean vibes, I hang with the rats
Might be a dime, but you paying the tax
Slowing down time, when I'm blasting the wax
Tony Montana spit nothing but facts