Montana

F*ck 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 f*ck who They are I'm out of control F*ck 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