Rip Scarfo

Can’t even buy no gas from my bro no more (
Sammyboy
Xaynor
I can’t even buy no gas from my bro Scarfo (Trap Lord)
Can’t even buy no gas from my bro no more (On gang)
I can’t even buy no gas from my bro Scarfo (Trap Lord)
Said he would hit me up when he was out of prison
I wanted to ask him 'bout the trap and how he flipped them chickens (I love you,
Scarfo)
You would treat the trap house like it was a religion (Religion)
You cared about exotic, you ain’t care 'bout no bitches
Wish I could hit Scarfo for another zip (Another zip)
Man, rest in peace, I can’t believe I’m saying this (Saying this)
My niggas is my niggas, I could never switch (Never)
When he called from that prison, I would answer quick, damn
And all I could do is ask why (Oh)
My niggas keep dying, I can’t even cry
I can’t even grieve, I’ve been going to sleep
This shit got me mad, I’m tired of RIPs (Go, go, oh, go)
A nigga can’t breathe, I’m tired of RIPs
I’m really begging, please, bring Scarfo back to me
(To me, to me)
(To me, to me)