Hate Freestyle lyrics - Tory Lanez

'Bout 2AM, get it in

Yeah, ugh, Torymix

I'm in my zone bitch

Torymix, ah

I don't even use auto-tune, that's the funny thing, yeah

Look, nigga I'm ballin', bitches, Spalding

This is the flyest nigga spittin'

With the widest bitches

You ain't ever a nigga have all of this shit

I got no stress, your chick, no chest

I make cheese in the process

She watch, Rolex, ugh

Um, I'ma get-get money

All you hater niggas better get-get from me

I could take all of your bitches with this money

I'ma killer, I'ma sadistic with this honey

Yeah, cool [?] from the south

Y'all trash nigga, Oscar the grouch

I could take your skeeze, put her on her knees

Stand on a stool then pull drop in her mouth

Say your girl wack, I'm an asshole

What can I say? I'ma Mac, no Apple

River money, you can call a nigga cash flow

I be slammin' on your girl, no backbone

Uh-uh and my gang so tight

Nigga lames, need shades, so bright

Lately I'm gettin' paid so right

Swallow the balls, give her brains all night

Uh-um, you can run inside your city

I'm on but I'm not Drake

Get the [?] outta my face

With that little brother shit

I am who she [?] with tonight, and it's bedtime

I will never stop, I don't see any red light

Wait, wait, let me catch the beat back

Y'all ain't gotta look inside [?] to see tracks

Y'all ain't need an MCD to relapse

[?] already won, I'ma do my relapse

Sleepin' on haters, I gotta relax

I ain't give a [?] what you thought 'bout me back

When I was nothin'

If I ain't high then I bust somethin', oh wait

Wait, lemme let this bitch breath

I'm done with this shit

I freestyle better than your writtens

All your shit's bitten

And if you talk shit I'ma hit you with that Smith and

Tray what up?

Mixtape comin' out in like a month or so

And this is nothin', I eat up these beats

Easily, I mean easily

Niggas ain't seen me, yeah