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Feel It Too lyrics - Tainy, Jessie Reyez & Tory Lanez

Everybody knows you don't (Everybody knows you don't)

Fall in love in the club, fall in love in the mud

Everybody knows it but (Everybody knows it but)

You're not like everyone, you're not like everyone (Yeah)

Used a little too much (Yeah)

Laced a little too much (Yeah)

I like it when you touch

Feelin' all on my butt

Feelin' all on my-, put a little too much (Yeah)

Vibed a little too much (Yeah)

I feel it when we touch

And I'm hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

All these people around us, they only want to drown us

But, I drown when I go down

When I go down, you sound a-

'Mazing, I know how you like it, yeah

Tasting, I know how to bite it, yeah

You got all your favorite fragrance on

I'm just thinking of ways to take it all off (Yeah)

Lighting up on my blunt

She don't like when I front

Kiss the lips on her face

Lick the lips on her, ugh

Give you just what you want

I don't wanna rush and say that this is love, but

I feel it when we touch

And I'm hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah)

Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

I don't care that they watchin'

Free love don't happen often

Life's too short to be cautious

Cross my heart, love, a promise

Many people had to find me here

Don't let go, now pull me tighter, yeah

I got all my favorite fragrance on

I feel your tension, time to take it off

My body's a little numb, feel the motivation

Kiss the lips on my face

Lick the lips on my, uh

Puttin' some in my lungs

I don't wanna rush and say that this is love, but

I feel it when we touch

And I'm hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Hoping that you feel it

Hoping that you feel it too

Hoping that you feel it too

Hoping that you feel it too

Feel it too, ooh

(Yeah)

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Flex Freestyle #162 lyrics - Tory Lanez

Yeah, yeah, I like how I sound though

Yeah the whole umbrella in here we here you know what's up

Yeah, uh I feel good I might cop a Cullinan next week

Bro, I'm finna

Look, uh

I give my runners S5s with the Benzymes

I'm big time and still will get mines' off the quick dimes

My chicks fine, wash the whip and suck dick fine

And when she do 'em both it's like we all gettin' spit-shined

Label advance, I flick mine in my sick time

Oh, you gettin' signed? I just did your deal 6 times

18.7 what I just signed

I'm two-armed sliding in these women like a zipline

This shit weird, flickin' the Yuris into 5th gear

Gotta keep an extra chick here 'cause my chick queer

In the rear, if I see robin nigga stare he gon' hear the heat

Chk like his teeth when it split the beer

The shit severe, I'm the realest nigga here

Chick with me, ass so fat could fill up any chair

It's like a barber, clippers coming with me 'errywhere

The shit was tucked so the piff get puffed like Diddy there

Chuck True enough y'all shooters don't do enough

I fuck coochie like a porno movie I'm queuin' up

Hoes say I'm cute as fuck, my jewels recruit a slut

Coupe guts like the inside color of noodle cups

You a tough guy? Me? Never

But the orangutans that I hang with

They bang bang like Chief Keef sent 'em

But only we sent 'em

We threw slugs to that thug that ran'd off on the plug

Had to re-send 'em

I go get it hustling jewels gon' get encrusted

I drove weight state to state like go 'head and touch it

I chiropractic, the stacks had to get adjusted

Busting two packs out the van like Poetic Justice

Fuck it, hatin' me last year was last year

On Twitter, "Oh, he cancelled," now I'm back here

Double stacked, the Rolls Royce smothered in cashmere

A mean rookie, I'm seeing pussy like it's a pat smear

My last chick damn new nigga a dweeb

He couldn't see me like a magician with tricks in his sleeve

But see me, my pet peeve more bricks or a key

Your block dead like I put your street pic on a tee

In memory of, all y'all pretend to be thugs

The love that I spit slugs like the center-view bug

Remember me, Cuz? Wilder than my enemies was

I blow like it's GoldenEye with proximity plugs

Yo gimme some love, I know y'all niggas secretly hate me

I got hoes eager to date me to eat and then rate me

Tuckin' green paper deep in Versace

How you schemin' to play me?

Know you sweeter than a peach or a pastry

Pull the heater faster than a wild cheetah can race me

The weed smell like velveeta cheese, squeezin' the bakery

Same seemer but I prolly need the keys to the 'Cedes

Got the beamer but the AMG 63 is my baby

I'm sayin', J on the side, bae I'ma slide

She ate the beef and waited for the hot mayo inside

My cock get dry she stop by, can't go inside

'Cause my other chick in the crib and y'all may coincide

I spit facts and I give it up

Erry chick I fuck know my dick big enough to pick Lizzo up

Me send a dick pic for what? Bitch, give it up

My money knots got doctors to stitch it up

And my chick thick as fuck, look at her ass

I discount it if you bookin' with cash

I spend nights front that pot with that white like I'm cookin' the mash

My rookie passed past when I past, cookin' a half

I'm ballin' like a yuro step with no look in the past

My chick ass heavy as some textbooks in the bag

I'm so crook, you so shook, but hoes lookin' to smash

I dress good, my checkbook is what it took her to smash

But I ain't trickin', she aware of that

But I still hit 'cause the chick thick as Kylie Jenner's lips 6 years back

When Kellz keep the burner and you know can clap

Feelin' like a dyke with all this height around the leg strap

They hate that I'm lurkin', they say that I'm workin'

I sold bags of white tighter than Arabian turbans

Y'all clowns like them niggas that parade in your circus

The pack get scratched like scraping off the paint on the surface

I'm sayin', Canadian born, America thanks

We nothin' there if we comparing the banks

We can shoot the fade and recoup but the loser gotta stare at the ranks

'Cause all my shooters do is bust it like they Erika Banks

I'm saying may I ask you why you gave this nigga two straps?

We got steppers like the living room mats

Niggas try to play me shit was too cap

So brrat, bitch, I'm back

Shout go out to "SKAT", shout out to DaBaby

Roddy Ricch, and Lil Baby, huh

What I'm 'bout to say is gon' sound a little crazy

But it's true so don't flame me

Y'all all would've got y'all awards if they never framed me

I'm waist deep like Game in that seed plant crazy

Can't sleep the pain in my dreams goin' crazy

Wolf the wall in the street I'm more Scor XXX

Sese

Put my balls in her cheek, that's how you play face

I'm fresh in assurance, but that's not to mention appearance

I keep a Flo like Progressive insurance

And my Leprechaun bundles is gettin' 'em dummy high

I sold 5 in 25s from 25

My blocks sell from age 12 into 25

Nigga, fuck the Gram, it's the grams I'm already live

I watch shenanigans

Louis jacket on me like I snatched it off a mannequin

I'm back and they panickin'

I might go to Mandolin

Take a bitch to Ritalin

Louis diamond pegs look like eggs on me scramblin'

I say the fronts, I smoke like 8 blunts

I just fled, I was gettin' more head than lace fronts

Y'all can say what you want but I body the rim

Got 2 Ks in the crib like I'm Kanye and Kim, come on

How many lines is gon' come off my medulla?

I'm so rich I come to studios with my jewelers

Niggas talkin' crazy but I'm comin' with the rulers

Like a math teacher, I'm back, features with the back features

My nigga Kellz, he got them bag features

We comin' through with 25s, I got a

35, come back with them dirty fyes

Niggas talkin' crazy, but I had to give it to them wives

Florida Shit lyrics - Tory Lanez

Motherfucker

That's why I fucked your bitch

Haha, ayy, ayy

This shit specially sent out (It's specially sent)

To all my niggas from Florida (All my bitches too)

Haha, ayy, ayy

Yeah, I'm talking North Miami, poppin' to Orlando

Jacksonville, Tampa, all y'all niggas up there, I see you (Oh, shit, bitch)

Ayy, Kodak, you gon' be proud of this flow right here, watch this, watch this, ayy

Check

I swear for God, I'm only stepping for my own fam

I'm praying when I see my enemy, this shit don't jam

He been staying inside like quarantine, that's why I don't see him

Hope my label drop, they know it's me soon as them ho's see 'em

I'm swagging up out that hot car, look like I'm Puerto Rican (What?)

From out of the dark, we rock stars, and plus, we holding pieces

You wouldn't even let me get that pussy, why you wanna tease me?

You want your period at 5 AM, then why you wanna see me? (Lil' bitch)

I'm putting my foot down on these ho's and now they talking easy

Getting ready to dip all on this chick, it look like Polynesian

My flow west-side, my bitch chest out

Got catch me from the left side, 'cause that's my best side

Got to hop in and ride this dick 'cause ain't no time to test drive

She ain't do shit for your side, but she getting fucked, this side

Twenty thousand dollars in bottles, my tendencies taller

Lie to him, said it was runtz, but I sold him gelato

I know that bitch be calling me daddy, but that bitch ain't my daughter (Nah)

Jay whipping up in that Catty 'cause that Lambo stalling

I done shot dice with everybody in Barcelona

Thirty thousand, well, tell a bitch to call her homie, aye

Rockin' Prada, I'm looking like the godfather

Aye, spoil the bitch, you'd think the bitch my goddaughter (Aye)

Yuh, we moving the za-za all the way out in Texas

Niggas hating, I clique up with the Mexicans

Telling you, I'm a lil' more famous, bitch, I ain't a pedestrian (whoa)

Yeah, I'm a lil' too faded, I might fuck your best friend, whoa

I'm topping on za-za, I'm one with the raw-raw

Fucking these bitches, I'm making them top off, ho, 'til she cock off

"Want me to take you to dinner, baby?" Mm, nah-uh

Giving a fuck, I take the baddest lil' bitch to Popeyes

I got the Urus painted yellow just to match the furniture

Whores on my floor dancing like it's Caribana

She think she poppin' 'cause he eat a pussy, bitch, nada

Yeah, I promise around here, shawty, you gettin' some, nada

A lot of these pussy niggas will tell you they love you but they leeches

You say you love me and you my partner, why I ain't get on no feature?

I'm doing this shit for them Florida jit's that's out here doing my pieces

She running and slipping to that bank, bitch, I feel like Regis (Yeah)

Okay, I'm poppin' Prada, I'm dropping dollars

I'm poppin' the bitch then pop your collar, I got to holla

I'm fucking a bitch from Guatemala, with all the dollars

I'm stepping this bitch, I ain't a baller, I'm baller, baller

Okay, and I ain't no getting back out the beef

Fuck niggas try to trick me out the streets

If I ever copped a plead and I was tryna keep a player (What?)

Just know, I'ma kill your ass later, boy (Haha)

Back to these ho's, you know they've gotten so filthy

She hopping up on my dick, she tryna ride it and milk it

She like how the inside of my Rolls-Royce so silky

I like how the inside of that pussy felt when I peeled it (Yeah)

She dropped down, got her eagle on, then I killed it

My auntie tried to tell me "Stop sippin," I still sip

It's propaganda, I drop the Fanta

I'm mixing the lean, the Tropicana

Like arm and hammer

And I'm a gangster on the scene, but not on camera (Nah)

That fuck nigga be doing my green, so I'ma blam it (Bap, bap)

It's Tory, nigga, ayy

And when you see me swanging on that motherfuckin' 95 and your bitch swanging out that window like "Damn, who the fuck is that, nigga?"

Just know, nigga, it's me shining like a motherfuckin' diamond

If I'm lying, I'm flying, bitch, you know what the hell it is

Man, anytime I go out I'm in there like swimmer

Out there like mouth gettin' bitched

I'm sliding down from muhfuckin' Lauderdale, just picked up a QP

Rich niggas at Taboose, broke boys at boobies, man

You know how this shit is

Uh, miss the red cup, one cup, two cup, blue cup, I keep on going

Your ho keep on hoeing

And anytime I get caught with this ice, nigga, it keep on snowing

Damn, these hoes love me, nigga

You know what it is, I'm sippin' bubbly, nigga

I got ho's on my dick, nigga, and I can never stop it (Why?)

'Cause I'm gorgeous, baby, I'm fuckin' gorgeous

That's my outro

Forever lyrics - Tory Lanez

Run that shit up, Cas'

Grrrah! Ayy, crack

One Umbrella

Any Cash on you?

Ayy

That boy Cas

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor

I got you through every endeavor

Fuckin' with you through whatever and ever

'Cause we were freezin' in the cold, my nigga

And we were starvin' in the desert together

And you was quick to pull a Desi whenever

So I was quick to pull the lever whenever

And we was down to bust maneuvers

If you pump fakin', we blockin' the hesi together

I'm whippin' a four in the five, my nigga

These bitches blowin', goin' live

My nigga, we came up out the situation

Niggas sayin' we was supposed to cut the ties with niggas

And I was tryna coincide with 'em

But he trippin' so I let the .9 hit him

If he trippin' on me, I can lie with him

Movin' different on me, I should slide on him

Nigga, I don't take no pills or the Perc'

My piss got Ts on me

We duckin' hoes and the Ds on me

I can't let these hoes put no disease on me

I'm a real nigga from the streets

Homie, I'ma pull up to the top, nigga

Niggas hate to see you when you real

Gettin' and you get it off

For all you dawgs, nigga, I'ma keep shit real

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor

Through every endeavor

It don't matter the weather, whenever

It's a reason niggas still level together

Pot of gold, we set 'em together

Never settle, we get to the cheddar

No intention of dissin' you ever

We did it together, we better than ever

If a waitress a 100, then you throw a 50

My nigga, we better together

Met that bitch, fucked the walls in it

I'ma a beast, shawty, I'ma dog in it

I can't fall for it, but I fall in it

She a dog with it and she stay shadin'

And I play the game

But lil' mama know a nigga ball in it

I be smokin' pussy like a backwood

Or I'm raws in it, I be gone in it

It's me and my dawgs

Knowin' it's a lot of fuck niggas hatin' on me

Yeah, niggas love seein' me fall

Knowin' I can't fuck no lil' bitty bitches

I have bitches screenin' my call

Know it's a lot of y'all seein' me ball

'Cause if he my dawg, then the nigga gon' shoot it out with me, no legal involved (Yo Tory!)

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor, yeah

Free 21 (Freestyle) lyrics - Tory Lanez

(I love you for so many reasons)

Just some shit to vent to

(Damn, Mizzy Mauri got beats)

(I love you)

(Break it down, I break it down...)

All my smokers roll your weed up, uh

(For so many reasons)

(I break it down, I break it down...)

All my drinkers get your liq' right, yeah

Word to Jada, I'm smokin' fire, yeah, uh

Look, look, uh, yeah

I look at it funny, a whole lot of money

I'm juggin' it for me, ridiculous

I look at it funny when niggas that's gettin' belligerent know what the business is

All of my niggas indigenous

Nigga, take a second, please consider this

Weed, was trimmin' it

Product, was sellin' it, dream, we livin' it

Thinkin' of scammin' and schemes was givin' in

Used to be like, "Niggas over bitches"

Then my bitches kept it over real than niggas

I can feel it in my feelings

Realest shit my heart done ever said was not to chill with niggas

Now I'm backseat, I'm like Malcolm on the black street

With the album, I'm an athlete

The way I be makin' the track meet on the rap sheet (Ayy)

Look how they did our nigga from Atlanta for not bein' born in Atlanta

The government so underhanded

They handed that shit off to someone who basically scammin'

And fuckin' and duckin' the Challenger full of police

And you know you a champion out here for thuggin' it

I found a loophole that niggas ain't want me to dig in

But, fuck it, I dug in it

All of the water that sit on my neck

It just couldn't amount to the oil that I struck in it

I used to sit in the kitchen so hungry

The oodles and noodles are boilin', bubblin', bubblin'

Mama workin' shift and doublin'

Wasn't 'til late in the night I was comin' in

I was in high school, no curfew, fuckin' hoes like come again

Look at the way that they made it, the people that hated

The divas I dated, the beef and the bullets got fired

The niggas that died, the problems the reaper created

We started with nothin' and made it to somethin'

The duckin' the bullets and keepin' the blade

Love for my dawg, don't wanna be him 'cause he in the cage

I'm deep in the maze

He look at me as I'm rappin' 'bout life in the street and the reason why he in the cage

Only thing different, we both talked about it, but life didn't give back an even exchange

Speakin' of life, my nigga Ike, he doin' three of them thangs

All he ever really wanted was to feed his daughter and get her the key to the Range

Almost stacked himself a milli' in cash, I'm tryna show you niggas he wasn't playin'

He was that nigga you had to go see when you needed a re-up for thangs

I beat up and bang

Pull up the block on the side with the opps and then cleaned up a stain for me and the gang

Shout out my baby 'cause she was the same, give me the brain, Caribbean thing

She willin' and ready and ready for my Willie, just like she Vivian Banks

Shit is insane

That just went over your head like, "Oh, it's a bird, no, oh, oh shit, it's a plane"

I did it again

Pull up to the party, tell all the women to get in the Range

All of the women inside the party wanna get in, but they couldn't fit in the thing

Go on the 'Gram, scroll on the page, look at the shit that I happened to see

Look at what happened to 21 Savage, I'm knowin' that shit could've happened to me

How they gon' cut our nigga from the country for simply rappin' on beats

That happened to reach his goals, touchin' the souls

Of niggas that happened to be out trappin' the trees?

Or packin' the nines, a Gat in their spine, it's that or the back of the seat

I saw a video of his lil' daughter this mornin', it made me so happy to see

Happy her daddy was on the television, acceptin' awards and actually free

Let's keep it real, we ain't finna lie, I think everybody laughed at the memes

And then I realized that that shit is mean

You can't be jokin' 'bout somebody's freedom

Most of these people don't know the severity of a situation, know where they hearin' it

All of the blogs that filter the good and cater the bad, man, we need some clearer shit

I'm on a mission to find me some clarity

I'm on a mission to find me some clarity, nigga, yeah

(From the north, from the north, know it's us)

Yeah, I, I, I think the biggest misconception about me is, uh

(If you from the gang you gon' throw it up)

Somehow niggas think I'm arrogant when I say shit

(If you from the gang, gon' and throw it up

From the north, throw it up)

The media try to build this, you know, this thing around me like oh this lil' arrogant nigga

(If you from the north then you know it's us

Peace and love, peace and love)

You know when I say shit like, like I'm the best rapper alive

(Peace and love, peace and love)

And the best artist out

I don't say that shit to be cocky

(From the north, throw it up)

You know, I say that shit to show the kids

(If you from the north then you know it's us)

To show the younger niggas, the younger girls of the generation

(If you from the gang, you gon' throw it up

Peace and love, peace and love)

You know, the youth, there's no limitation

By the way, you know, free my nigga 21 as well, you know

Know it's us

(If you from the gang, gon' and throw it up)

Lot of y'all niggas don't know what that over the border shit be like, that shit's a hassle, nigga

(If you from the gang, gon' and throw it up)

That shit's the worst shit you can think of

(From the north, throw it up)

One Umbrella, shit

(If you from the gang, then you now it's us

Peace and love, peace and love)

I'm back on my swavey shit, y'all niggas know exactly what time it is, nigga

(Peace and love)

Canada!

(Peace and love

From the north, goin' up

We gon' go so big that they gon' know it's us

If you from the gang, you gon' throw it up

Peace and love, peace and love)

Gotta Move On (Kings Remix) lyrics - Diddy, Bryson Tiller, Fabolous & Tory Lanez

She don't want it, she don't want it (I guess)

She don't want it (I guess I gotta move on)

Get in your bag, stay in your bag (She don't want it, yeah)

Get in your bag, stay in your bag (Let's go then, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Look

Back in my bag, back in my Fab'

Had to grab a white jacket and get back in the lab

I thought you had my back 'til my back's gettin' stabbed

Now I'm back of the 'Bach and you back in a cab, ooh, come on

Gotta move a lil' different

Ups and downs but you can't tell the difference

Went too far, gotta love from a distance

Damn, that's crazy, I really wasn't listenin'

If I fuck with you, you gon' feel that shit

If I don't fuck with you, you gon' feel that shit too (Talk to 'em)

Stay in your bag, not your feelings, shit

And now I'm on that Diddy, Bryson Tiller shit too (Let go)

Maybach Mercedes, newborn baby, yeah (Yeah)

Puttin' that shit on like AD, yeah

Playin' with them bucks like Brady, yeah

Think I'm runnin' back, it's crazy, yeah (Yeah)

I got some shit to move

I don't want my groove back, I wanna switch my groove

Improve and shit but I ain't got shit to prove

Like a chilled DeLeón shot, shit's been smooth (Let's toast)

May all your pain be champagne

It didn't got the way you planned but plans change

I don't want your love

Thought I was feelin' you but you a munch my love (Said she, let's go)

She don't want my love, I guess I gotta move on

Yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah), oh yeah (Oh nah, oh, woah)

She don't want my love, I guess I gotta move on

Oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah, oh no

Say I gotta move on, baby

You've gone crazy

Flippin' the script on me like a futon, baby

Me, Bryson hit on me like u-haul, baby

Comin' off strong like the perfumes that I put you on, baby (Yeah)

Too frustratin'

Shawty so cold, gotta throw a cool song for the woosah baby

The ooh-nah, baby

You can't spell fuckin' without "U" and "I", baby (Come on)

And that's why when we fuck, I get to fuckin' from the backside

Take a minute out my day to let her act right

Pull her whole cornrow like the trackside, that's how I vibe

Slow down (Yeah)

Baby, don't just hold it in your hand, go down

Any plan to get 'em anyway, now go 'round

Next time I get this close, slow down (Next time I get this close, I'ma)

Said she (Let's go, ooh)

She don't want my love (No), I guess I gotta move on (Said I got I got to move on)

I guess, I guess, I guess (I guess), I came a little too strong, I guess (Woah-oh, yeah)

She don't want my love (Yeah), I guess I gotta move on (Yeah, I guess I gotta move on, come on)

Don't wanna waste your time but I guess I gotta move on, I guess (Let's go)

Get in your bag, stay in your bag

(She don't want my love) Love

Get in your bag, stay in your bag (My love)

Get in your bag, stay in your bag (Oh, yeah)

As we proceed to give you what you need

This is the remix

Oh-ah, yeah, yeah

Woah-ooh, yeah

Yeah-yeah

Gyalis (Remix) lyrics - Tory Lanez

Yeah, Lil' Tory

Oh no, I'm back, remix killer, oh

Drop that ass on the floor

And come back, rotate it

Don't be to proud to say I'm your fav'

By now she knows the gyal love me

And if you dub me somebody'll cuff me

So why even try dub a guy like this?

She want, she want some

Fake like she asleep (Woo)

Louis bags packed like she stayin' for the week

I'm like "Oh, nah, nah mama that's a deep"

Baby, you know how I get down

Now drop that ass and get low with me, Shordie Low with me

Turn it off then just don't tell me I've been holdin' it all in

I got hoes with me 'cause you don't see me callin'

I slung way too much good dick for all of this

Let's play operator, shake what your momma or your doctor gave you

Gwan now, baby, you nuh see mine, you wan date me

Slip on the condom upon the cocky, she wan take it off of me

Well, come let me snap that, no SnapChat

Good backazz turned all the back-chat to back-shots

Never mind that, long wood swing she spine back, recline that

'Cause I don't play games anytime I'm in your city, yeah, yeah

Fuckin' Dej but you know I gotta pay for you

You know what they say, when it rains it pours, but when it Tory Lanez' sauces you know, good brain and foursomes

She, she don't want nobody else but me and just me

Because we, we get dutty on 'em

Trust me I got the photos in my phone of her rackin' me off, givin' dome to my bitch like

Five different bitches in New York, I gotta fuck 'em at the same time

Homie, what you thought? I'm singin' this song for my bitch in the Bronx

'Cause you know that ass be lookin' thick in thong, and thump

Put you on to my Queens chick, fuck up a fitted, run in Celine quick

My chick in Harlem, she a problem, still a dream chick

My Brooklyn girl and Long Island side, I link you all, we can have a five borough ménage 'cause I'm a gyalis

Helping Hand lyrics - Tory Lanez

There's so many people in this open world

Doing things they don't understand

Just tryna find happiness

And touch the feeling with their hands

See all the kids are stuck on Instagram

And all our soldiers fighting wars for no reason

When you hurt nobody gives a damn

They pull out phones and start recordin' just to post it and delete it, I know, oh-oh

I won't be a hypocrite, I've been in your position and I've had my share of laughs before

But that don't mean that I'm not tryna grow

'Cause I can be a helping hand

If, all that I can give you is a helping hand, yeah, oh-oh

'Cause I can be a helping hand

If, all that I can give you is a helping hand, yeah, oh-oh

What examples are we setting for the kids?

I stopped and gotta ask myself that question

We show 'em things they don't understand

And not the lessons every one forgot to mention

I don't wanna be a hypocrite, I'm not the best at influencing it either

But me I'm just like you and we're just tryna grow

'Cause how growing as everyday people

'Cause I can be a helping hand

If, all that I can give you is a helping hand, yeah, oh-oh

'Cause I can be a helping hand

If, all that I can give you is a helping hand, yeah, oh-oh

Whoa, whoa, oh

Oh whoa

I Got The Keys (Remix) lyrics - Tory Lanez

You know sometimes I get mad at these niggas

Until I call my bank teller and she read me the balance

Let these niggas know I'm 'bout to fuck this shit up

My dawg just caught a case, he can't be free

'Til you bought the Wraith, it can't be me

Pop the lock, the safe, I made the key

Out here dodgin' jakes, pray for me

Only rock the Js and Maple Leafs

Only stock I got to pay is me

All the songs are paid in straight to me

Y'all think the shit I say is free

Please nigga, I be ballin'

The Benz sprinter like a fuckin' room

Dog big enough to fit you all in

Been goin' hard since H.A.R.D. even got started

If y'all heard I'm with a dark bitch

And a nigga want another ring dog

And I swear this shit is just LeBron lit

Please my nigga, they lock it and I got the keys, my nigga

The twenty, fifty, hundred, money machine, my nigga

Just ease, my nigga, just

Yeah, my chick is so foreign that her and her luggage is gon' need a visa, nigga

I come from the streets and look at the life that I lead, my nigga

Yeah, even little Ray is getting pesos

Jewish lawyer get the case closed

Too much cake up in the bankrolls

Gettin' money like a scam, my nigga

That just shit a check up outta Chase though

And hit another BOA, that was like ten years and a day old

Yeah, the quicker we kill 'em, the quicker my niggas is in though

Yeah, if I like her, I'll fly her to fuck in the city I'm in though

Rolls Royce, gave her no choice, all of you bitches get in though

And all of you bitches gon' tell me that you fuckin' before this iPhone pin fall

Hit it like I'm playin' pinball

Fuck her 'til I make her wig fall

Forgiato got me sitting tall

Money longer than any item that you can find at a 'Big & Tall'

Why you went and got the clique involved?

Now this shit will never get resolved

Man, fuck it, now this shit is off

Niggas'll park at a Timmy's and trap out a motherfucker

We buyin' coffee every hour so they don't kick us right back out that motherfucker

We back to back out that motherfucker

And we back to back with the stallions

And we white on white with the coupe and brick

But we black on black on medallions, it's on

Like way out in London they callin' me fam

I'm killin' all the competition, nigga

Yeah, and they goin' hard as they can

Sweatin' all in they practice, I ain't even hopped out the van

My heart feels like it's so dark dawg, I gotta call it a tan

Man, shawty she gave me the pussy was good and I had to call up my mans

Normally I never do that, but I had to call up my mans

See, I had to run up the bands

See, I was the one in the stands

Shorty, she shitted on me

When I see her, I know I'ma come in the Lamb now

It's Fargo, car go, Murciélago

Fuck that, I had that, crashed that Gallardo

Find me, I'm Waldo, I'm here for bread, what are y'all for?

Just to say you don't pop molly, when none of y'all rock Tom Ford?

My swag different, jet lag different

I dated Trina if you wanna talk bad bitches

Bought the Wraith, no album out

Niggas know what the outcome 'bout

Drop head and the south come out

Head drops all out my house

X wasn't my last name, rather keep my Malcolm out

Ain't gon' lie, she a super freak

She a super beast when that mouth come out

Fresh to death, I'm R.I.P., had to give the swag mouth to mouth

She just ripped the tag out the couch

I just kicked her back out the house

LOMO logo, had to fuck her with a GoPro

Keep this shit, leak this shit, that's what we call promo

All the shooters, they in go mode

Me, I'm pullin' in a foreign bro

All the shooters, they in Volvos

Rollin' up and smoking Marlboros up

Yeah, they don't like me, but they gon' respect me

Yeah, they don't like me, but can't no one check me

Yeah, 'cause I got it on my own, nigga

So it's motherfuck the poor niggas

Yeah

They ain't gon' like me though

Hey Hobby, tell them niggas I'm goin' for ten

Ten-million, nigga

I Like lyrics - Tory Lanez

She likes the way I put it down

She likes the way I put it down

Yeah (She likes the way—)

Uh, tab for the bad lil' bitches in the city and it's all on me

Time, low time when the love so blind that you're all I can see

Know the night won't be the same if you don't leave with me

Ass up, head down, every time you dress down

Know I like

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it (She likes the way—)

Good ass girl in the bad ass city

Got the itty bitty titty but the ass come with it

Got you hopin' that a flash come with it

Lookin' single in the club but you hopin' that a man don't get it

And she pullin' up, late night, no tees, play fight

Big jaw, grey white, fuck 'til the daylight

Put it to sleep 'cause I don't need no Xan'

And she fuckin' with me then she gon' need both hands, yeah

Big penthouse, spend another ten thou'

Nothin' get rent out, money get sent out

Good brain, good head, get the sense out

Then I make it rain in the bed, pullin' ten thou'

She likes the way I put shit down

And I likes the way, I ain't gotta call her whenever I'm in town

And she know when to pull up

Pull up on the block, throw the hood up

The block, ten boy, woodgrain with the foot up

Call me when you need somebody to work on that body the way that he should've, yeah

I pull up AM, scotch-colored grey Benz, whole room darker than Ray-Bans

And I'm still on that ass like spray tan

I would get it poppin' with you or your eight friends but look

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it

She likes the way I put it down

She likes the way I put it down

Yeah (She likes the way—)

I See lyrics - Richard Orlinski, Nicky Jam & Tory Lanez (feat. Jon Z)

I see I see

Engulfed in your loving

I want to give you something

Girl when you need

Someone to keep it one hundred

And I see you have the trace of a wifey

Sexiest face, yeah it might be

Good sex standing in my white tee

Make you notice that nobody do it like me

Oh yeah, what you looking for

Looking for something real

Someone who knows the deal

Keep it one hundred with all your feelings

Oh what you waiting for

You've got my attention here, so I've got to reappear

I see, I see

It's clear baby

When you pull me into your energy

I see, I see

It's clear baby

When you pull me into your energy

I see, I see

I see, I see

Y dile rampanpan

Yo bebiendo champan ah

En una Playita en San Juan

Una foto pa Instagram

Pa que sepan que anda con Nicky Jam

I wanna wife you cause it feels so right to

Girl I know that you want to

No se que tienes tu

I wanna wife you cause it feels so right to

Girl I know that you want to

No se que tienes tu

I see I see

It's clear baby

When you pull me into your energy

I see I see

It's clear baby

When you pull me into your energy

I see I see

I see I see how beautiful you are

So beautiful you are baby

Tell me what you waiting for

Vamaos pa party

Juan y Mari

En el radi

Soy tu daddy

Tu mi mami

Vamonos pa Cali

Me encantas mucho como la Pali

I see I see

It's clear baby

When you pull me into your energy

I see I see

Jon Z, Nicky Nicky Jam, Tory Lanez, Industria Nicky Nicky Nicky

I see I see

I Sip lyrics - Tory Lanez

I sip way too much drank

I don't think I can think

I won't try to tell lies

This blunt got me too high

I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I are just friends

So I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I just friends

After all the nights that we spend

Swear every night too lit

You spend every night with my clique

I just never mind, you're a freak

Telling you it's gettin' too deep

I'm a player, I just crush baby

I'm just out here actin' like a new me

Got this drink up in my cup, baby

I smoke, I sip, I drink

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

Wood grain, top down, switch lanes

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

That whip, that wrist insane

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

'Cause I smoke, I sip, I drink

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

I sip way too much drank

I don't think I can think

I won't try to tell lies

This blunt got me too high

I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I are just friends

So I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I just friends

You ain't my girl on my slimes

We just slide sometimes

You down to ride sometimes

Rolled up and get high sometimes

Say you love me, but can't touch me

But you know your best friend want me

Is you mad tho?

Can't fuck me

I tell the truth whenever you double cup me

I smoke, I sip, I drink

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

Wood grain, top down, switch lanes

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

Dat whip, dat wrist insane

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

'Cause I smoke, I sip, I drink

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

I sip way too much drank

I don't think I can think

I won't try to tell lies

This blunt got me too high

I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I are just friends

So I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I just friends

I sip way too much drink

I don't think I can think

I won't try to tell lies

This blunt got me too high

I won't try to be pretend

'Cause you and I are just friends

So I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I just friends

I sip way too much drink

I Will Wait lyrics - Tory Lanez

Walking 'round with my head down low think I'm losing my mind

Feels like somebody went and stopped time

You told me you're leaving

What's left to believe in

Love's just a figment of my imagination

I would be wasting my love on someone other than you

So go ahead baby why don't ya play

I will wait, I will wait for you

'Til the very last minute baby I'm in it

I will wait, I will wait for you

I'm 'a count every second, until I see heaven

'Cause no time with no one will ever compare to the moments that you and I've shared

So yeah, I will wait, I will wait 'til you're mine

'Til the very last moment of time

Now I'm racking my brain. Did I do something wrong?

Every moment plays just like a song

With the melody stuck in my heart

Can't stand us being apart and you left me out of breath

Beating is slow in my chest

I'm a mess, yeah

Well, go ahead baby why don't ya play 'cause you know

I will wait, I will wait for you

'Til the very last minute, baby I'm in it

I will wait, I will wait for you

I'm 'a count every second until I see heaven

'Cause no time with no one will ever compare to the moments that you and I've shared

So yeah, I will wait, I will wait 'til you're mine

'Til the very last moment of time

La la la la la la

Yes, I will, oh baby

Said, "Girl, you can't leave on that plane and I swear"

I will wait, I will wait for you

'Til the very last minute, baby I'm in it

I will wait, I will wait for you

I'm 'a count every second until I see heaven

'Cause no time with no one will ever compare to the moments that you and I've shared

So yeah, I will wait, I will wait 'til you're mine

'Til the very last moment of time

I'll Be There lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. French Montana & Meek Mill)

[Tory Lanez (Meek Mill) {French Montana}:]

Can't stop what ya can't see, can ya

(Meek Milly, North Philly)

Canada, it's Fargo

{Montana}

[Meek Mill (French Montana):]

You need that work and I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I get that work from out the air

(Got my money right)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(I said I got my money right)

She want that work and I be there

(Fuck her once fuck her twice)

I'll be there, I'll be there

That pussy good and I be there

(Ah fuck them once fuck them twice)

I'll be there, I'll be there

[Tory Lanez:]

My TO niggas out for murder

I ain't hoppin' in it if it came without the curtains

Whoa, I'm off a stoke, smokin' purp'

'Cause all my older Gs are either gone or doing thirty

I'ma ball for 'em, I got some niggas in the yard to take the charge for me

I'm ballin' hard, these soldiers fuckin', they go hard for me

I come correct, you niggas know I take that roof off

Wait, wait hold up I can't find the door

I'm talkin' two door McLaren, watch me lean with the endo

My whip so clean, yo bitch can fix her weave in my window

I'm whippin' the box, put my chick in the fox

Shoutin', "Fargo be the realest, shout to 6 and the dot"

[Meek Mill (French Montana):]

You need that work and I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I get that work from out the air

(Got my money right)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(I said I got my money right)

She want that work and I be there

(Fuck them once, fuck them twice)

I'll be there, I'll be there

That pussy good and I be there

(Ah)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(Ah fuck them once, fuck them twice)

[Tory Lanez:]

I'm whippin' out the Gran Coupe

My wrist on Super Saiyan two

I got the Vegeta, I got Goku

You won't catch me out in traffic, I ain't local, no

Lord, I pray to God they never catch me chasin'

They know a nigga black, they wanna wesley-snipe me

But where I'm headin', man, it's less than likely

Ha, that's why I'm laughin' at you niggas from the kitchen

I was itchin' when the fuck, I'm the realest

Might bring out the foreign, it depend how the weather look

Just a little nigga but now look how the cheddar look

They look at me, I'm every risk that you never took, it's the Fargo

That's umbrella set

I make it look easy, don't I? It ain't easy

[Meek Mill (French Montana):]

You need that work and I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I get that work from out the air

(Got my money right)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(I said I got my money right)

She want that work and I be there

(Fuck them once, fuck them twice)

I'll be there, I'll be there

That pussy good and I be there

(Ah)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(Ah fuck them once, fuck them twice)

[Tory Lanez:]

One Umbrella, nigga

Oh yeah, and shout out my nigga, Jay, nigga

Stay gettin' money, nigga

Fuck wrong with y'all niggas?

I'm Good (Freestyle) lyrics - Tory Lanez

I'm good like G double O-D

OG kush by the motherfuckin' oz

Hoes wanna roll with a young nigga so street

You ain't fuckin' Tory 'less you tryna hit the whole team

Fuck it she a groupie, stuntin' nigga, we do beat

Even in the hoopty, niggas can't over hoop me

Play the verse twice, these niggas can't overloop me

You can lost like loose leaf, we too deep

Uh, I put the ice on, my nigga

Keep it 2G iPhone, my nigga

That's why your wife got her eyes on my nigga

I'm talkin 'bout my penis, got a condo on Venus

We ballin' on the court but we ain't got a subpoena

I'm fuckin' bad bitches, ask Venus and Serena

Add Trina with some Tina, a little bit of Serena

Now you got yourself a fuckin' bad bitch Martini

Ridin' in the reptar, this shit my step car

Married to the Bentley, broke niggas would wrench it

Tryna keep the peace but hoe niggas prevent me

Rich shit nigga, y'all 99 cent cheap

I don't give a fuck boy, all my thot niggas

Wassup nigga, fuck boy

We ridin' up in the cut with the buck

No he's player hatin' 'cause we up nigga, what boy?

Nigga everythin' swaved out, bottles of the Aesop

Ask J. Lo get my peso ASAP

Lookin' with her face out, what the fuck you spaced out?

You don't get the picture, well I gotta get it traced out

We are in a league that she aren't

But she ain't in that 013 G4in

I don't need Melissa, take her sister, keep Lauren

Ralph on me the garments, play like K. Garnett

I stay fly like hornets, important as, an orphan's dad

Been scorchin' as a Tim Hortons ad

With the coffee, chew me like toffee

Tint color is off streak

Sin of a rubber when I fuck her in the car seat

Man I had that pussy drippin' like a frickin' car leak

Rockstar head, had to call that bitch gnarly

And let her ride on a nigga dick like a Harley

Y'all niggas tryna cop some liquor when you party

Pack niggas always got they blickies when they party

Y'all wearin' camo, we the real army

I'm the young Rambo, back full of ammo

Money so tall, make a tall nigga stand low

Power and respect, shit I'm 'bout to take a handful

I will play these hoes like banjos

And hit bad model broads like Leeann Rose

I'm just sayin' ride with it

Came 5 minutes and came for 5 minutes

Take that chick in, explain why I said it

Take a nigga bitch and swipe like I debit

I bet it on a greater day

Got a price on your head that's layaway

Flow ghost and these hoes can't stay away

I make this shit swave, got paper to make

I'm makin' this beat, these bitches on me

And I'm gettin' this shit for the free

Rhyme, freestylin' off the mind

Just out friend, hoes wanna be in

The Jeep that we in, the Beam that we in

See me on the CN tower 'cause I got that power

And I'm from the Toronto

And them hoes know every nigga that I know

And they fuckin' us all and I'll say that you rhino

And I'm back on this shit, fuckin' hoes from Cubano

And I'm back all you want, please to exit this shit

Sunny stop do not record this

Know I'm playin' recorders

And them bitches is gorgeous

And my shit is just ordered

Everythin' that I got on, my back shit is ordered

And them hoes gettin' mad, them bitches wanna quote us

They just come and record us

Put me down on they bed

Bitches lay me down down, gimme all of they head

I mean membrane

I'm talkin' 'bout the left brain

I sign the bitch will fuckin' Einstein

I fucked her left brain, now she use her right mind

And I blow like a land mine

I fuck these hoes two times

I'm 2-9

That mean I'm twenty nined

And I fucked your bitch 20 times, yeah

Initiation lyrics - Tory Lanez

I got it in the worst way

Got me trapped in your love cage

Listen, listen

Your eyes don't glisten, glisten

Like they used to

And this ain't something that I'm used to, no

Uh, I landed in Miami with the top

Tryin' spend a little time with a bad one

I got a little motto, any bitch that you fuck

Make her badder than the last one

I'm pullin' in a S50, pullin' in a fuckin' S50, shawty

Stuntin' in a S50, stuntin' in a fuckin' S50

Like oohwee, who's he?

These niggas is talkin' and if they don't like it, sue me

I'm too deep, I'm too deep

But not with my niggas, with two freaks, yeah

Look I need somebody

So do you want to be somebody, yeah?

I'm tryna see some shawty

That's what you need to do to be down for it, ah

Initiation, initiation

Initiation, initiation

You wanna get down with a nigga, you gotta be patient

Initiation, initiation

I know the way you operate

It's much easier than falling again

I know you won't cooperate

But I know far too much to buckle now

Pullin' up the cameo in Miami

She steppin' out the Maserati eyein' at me

I'm pourin' up, I'm with a Dirty Diana

Shawty get it poppin', shawty called Keiyanna

Okay, well okay

I heard you goin' both ways, you don't say

I know your friends tryna do it off a Dolce

And when I'm walking' in she acting out a role play

Like oohwee, who's he?

These niggas is talkin' and if they don't like it, sue me

I'm too deep, I'm too deep

But not with my niggas, with two freaks, yeah

Look I need somebody

So do you want to be somebody, yeah?

I'm tryna see some shawty

That's what you need to do to be down for it, ah

Initiation, initiation

Initiation, initiation

You wanna get down with a nigga, you gotta be patient

Initiation, initiation

I know the way you operate

It's much easier than falling again

I know you won't cooperate

But I know far too much to buckle now

She hopped off the plane and she said her name

I wanna get ya, bitch, I wanna tame

Baby, you know you a piece for the P, nigga

One Umbrella, mad love, it's so hard to compete with us

Hop in the 'rari, I hijack the streets nigga

I'm all in the trap house, I'm duckin' the Dee's with her

I work out the work and she workin' for me, nigga

She'll do anything for some new Céline

All on the highway, all on the highway

My whip be smokey like it's from Friday

This shit amazin', this feel amazin', yeah

Grills in my mouth and I fucked her with Bathing Ape on

Holla at a real nigga shawty 'cause I know you need somebody

I'm not soundin' too insane, insane, insane

Hope what I'm sayin' don't sound insane, insane, insane

It Doesn't Matter lyrics - Tory Lanez

Give that somethin' to me

We gon' take that shit from 60 to 103, yeah

Lookin' at your water and it's somethin' to ski

Might not be somethin' for everybody but somethin' for me, yeah

Thinkin', "That's my thot" (Oh)

And I like her a lot (Oh)

So, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

You might call me a thot (Oh)

But she likes me a lot, ayy (Oh)

And it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

Thinkin', "That's my thot" (Oh)

And I like her a lot (Oh)

So, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter (Ayy)

Don't mistake her for my old thottie (Yeah)

You ain't fuck my bitch if you hit on her old body

'Cause since she got it done, since she got it done

She been on the 'Gram screamin', "I'm the one"

I just wanna run into you, baby

I'm the one that's layin' skin to skin with you, baby

I'm the same nigga that get it in with you, baby

Spin through you, baby

Fuck what them haters say

I'm gettin' with you, baby

Lickin' on me, got me kissin' on you while I'm behind all the tints in the Mercedes

It's so crazy, that's that hazy

And when she hit the floor, I say, "That's my baby"

Thinkin', "That's my thot" (Oh)

And I like her a lot (Oh)

So, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

You might call me a thot (Oh)

But she likes me a lot, ayy (Oh)

And it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

Baby, you know what it is (Yeah)

Top down, gettin' topped down on the beach (Yeah)

T.G.I. Friday, I threw it in a reef'

Threw it in a treef', got her luggage, movin' in my crib, yeah

We been sippin' on Reposado, yes, that's my bottle

Yes, that's my thot, and I go full throttle, fool for my baby

Pass her the Patrón before she go crazy

Ah, ah, she a bad lil' bitch and she ain't worried 'bout side eyes

From them basic hoes with their man back home

She be sexin' me and I can't leave her alone (Oh, oh-oh, oh)

Thinkin', "That's my thot" (Oh)

And I like her a lot (Oh)

So, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

You might call me a thot (Oh)

But she likes me a lot, ayy (Oh)

And it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

Thinkin', "That's my thot" (Oh)

And I like her a lot (Oh)

So, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

Just Like You lyrics - Qiuntellii & Tory Lanez

Whoa

Tellii, yeah yeah

When it's a bad bitch just like you (like you)

I'ma have to make some room

For a bad bitch just like you (like you)

You can bring a friend or two

If they a bad bitch that look like you (like you)

You know I'ma always shoot

When it's a bad bitch that look like you

Look like you

I met a shorty in the city, had to have her (on God)

Pull up on her, shit was automatic

Bad little ting and that ass ain't average (oh)

Almost went and got a horse and carriage

Way too many so a nigga can't shoot (can't shoot)

Bless with these hoes like achoo (achoo)

Cut one off, pick up two (goddamn)

Always up so I never lose, baby

City to city, wherever I go

I bag 'em, I cop 'em (I bag 'em, I cop 'em)

You wanna be gang, I put ya down

Now you on the roster (you on the roster)

If your body like ooh, then girl you the move

I take you up, ain't shit we can't do

Girl, you know the rules

You know what I do, baby

When it's a bad bitch just like you (like you)

I'ma have to make some room

For a bad bitch just like you (like you)

You can bring a friend or two

If they a bad bitch that look like you (like you)

You know I'ma always shoot

When it's a bad bitch that look like you

Look like you

Okay, now sex in the city, I never need to aks when you with me

I made her pussy rest in peace

[?] round

She wanna fuck me now, I told her yes indeed

I got bodies and you got bodies

And we both out here with homicides

Baby I don't mind, baby I won't lie

'Cause I still get it wetter than [?] poolside

And she know

I don't miss like the free throw

And that little bitch bad as me though

And she [?] but I don't kiss baby, deep throat, yeah

And my nigga Tellii, yeah I tell you that I still need a bad bitch

Just like you, suck dick, fuck good, and cook like you, hoe

Whoa

Bad bitch just like you (whoa-whoa)

I'ma have to make some room (ooh yeah)

For a bad bitch just like you (like you, yeah yeah)

You can bring a friend or two

If they a bad bitch that look like you

You know I'ma always shoot

When it's a bad bitch that look like you

Look like you

K Lo K lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. Fivio Foreign)

[Tory Lanez:]

Lil Tory

We in the spot (We in the spot), uh

Hand me the key to the trap (Hand me the keys)

Que lo que, mami? (Que lo que, mami?)

She know I beat up the box (Ayy, ayy)

Pull up (Pull up)

Got me here throwin' my hood up (Got me here throwin' my hood up)

Ayy, uh

Smokin' this dope (Dope), feel like I'm Dudus, uh (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

We in the spot (We in the spot), uh

Hand me the key to the trap (Hand me the keys)

Que lo que, mami? (Que lo que, mami?)

She know I beat up the box (Ayy, ayy)

Pull up (Pull up)

Got me here throwin' my hood up (Got me here throwin' my hood up)

Ayy, uh

Smokin' this dope (Dope), feel like I'm Dudus, uh (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Laugh (Laugh), live (Live)

Take a look at my bitch (Let 'em look at you, baby)

Surface (Surface), shiny (Uh)

Bitch, look at my wrist (Woo)

Que lo que?

I ain't new to this shit (I ain't new to this shit), ayy

They do the dance (Ayy)

But they don't do it like this (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Yeah (Yeah)

Ayo, bitch (Ayo, bitch), suck my dick (Suck my dick)

My niggas up, uh

Y'all ain't up like this (Ayy, ayy, ain't up like this)

Had to lift up my wrist (Had to lift up my—, ayy)

I never tuck my shit (I never tuck my—)

Lil' mama love that shit (Ayy, ayy), ayy

Uh (Uh), everything shell off (Everything shell off)

I'm slammin' these shots, I'm gettin' these BOA, Chevys, and Wells off (Chevys and well off)

Yeah (Yeah)

I do it, I'm well off (I do it, I'm well off), uh

She got a ten-year account (Zoe)

That mean it's sell off, sell off, sell off (Woo)

We in the spot (We in the spot), uh

Hand me the key to the trap (Hand me the keys)

Que lo que, mami? (Que lo que, mami?)

She know I beat up the box (Ayy, ayy)

Pull up (Pull up)

Got me here throwin' my hood up (Got me here throwin' my hood up)

Ayy, uh

Smokin' this dope (Dope), feel like I'm Dudus, uh (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ayo, bitch (Ayo, bitch), suck my dick (Suck my dick)

My niggas up, uh (Brrr)

Y'all ain't up like this (Ayy, ayy, ain't up like this)

Woo

Que lo que? (Que lo que?)

I ain't new to this shit (I ain't new to this shit)

Ayy, they do the dance (Ayy)

But they don't do it like this (Yeah)

[Fivio Foreign:]

Lil' foreign, spinnin' (I'm spinnin')

Shorty (Shorty), different (Different)

And she keep throwin' positions (Yeah)

She ain't showin' no resistance (Ayy, ayy)

Big drip (Big drip), drippin' (Drippin')

Fast car (Fast car), dippin'

Skrrting (Skrrting), driftin' (Driftin')

I had to push you to the limit (I did)

She been on me for a minute (She wants)

When I'm in it, I'm in it to win it (I am)

Fivy (Fivy) givin' (Givin') lessons (Ayy), listen (Ayy)

Que lo que, mami? (Que lo que, mami?)

You want __cpLocations to the party? (You do)

Ayy, when I come to the spot, I come with the doggies

These niggas askin' why I come with the Barbie

I just like the way she all on my body

Take his bitch and I ain't tellin' 'em sorry

I ain't tell 'em I'm sorry

Ayy, ayy, goin' off

We hear the song, start goin' off

Ayy (Ayy, ayy)

Good moves (Good moves), show 'em off (Show 'em off)

(Good moves, show 'em off, ayy)

[Tory Lanez:]

We in the spot (We in the spot), uh

Hand me the key to the trap (Hand me the keys)

Que lo que, mami? (Que lo que, mami?)

She know I beat up the box (Ayy, ayy)

Pull up (Pull up)

Got me here throwin' my hood up (Got me here throwin' my hood up)

Ayy, uh

Smokin' this dope (Dope), feel like I'm Dudus, uh (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ayo, bitch (Ayo, bitch), suck my dick (Suck my dick)

My niggas up, uh (Brrr)

Y'all ain't up like this (Ayy, ayy, ain't up like this)

Woo

Que lo que? (Que lo que?)

I ain't new to this shit (I ain't new to this shit)

Ayy, they do the dance (Ayy)

But they don't do it like this (Yeah)

Karrueche lyrics - Tory Lanez

I don't know if you belong to someone else

I know that I want you to myself

They might say I ain't shit for this

Just know that I meant everything I said to you for sure

If in fact that you decide

Well I wanna take it all up off of your body, for sure

If in fact that you'll be mine

I wanna take it all up off of your body

Pretty miss Karrueche, I'm sippin' on this D'usse

I ain't throwin' no shade, I just want you to myself

Pretty miss Karrueche, I'm sippin' on this D'usse

I ain't throwin' no shade, I just want you to myself

If I'm wrong then let me be wrong, let me be wrong, baby

For thinkin' that you don't need someone

I can make you feel like your heart won't do

Like it's your first time goin' strong, I want you to be mine for sure

Now if you decide, you'll say you'll be mine

Sit that ass by my side, oh

Shawty, don't deny, I ain't askin' for a reply

Just hard to say goodbye, oh baby

Pretty miss Karrueche, I'm sippin' on this D'usse

I ain't throwin' no shade, I just want you to myself

Pretty miss Karrueche, I'm sippin' on this D'usse

I ain't throwin' no shade, I just want you to myself

If I'm wrong then let me be wrong, let me be wrong, baby

For thinkin' that you don't need someone

I can make you feel like your heart won't do

Like it's your first time goin' strong, I want you to be mine for sure

Make you feel like your heart won't do

Like it's your first time goin' strong, I want you to be mine

At the top sippin', baby

If I'm wrong, let me know, I gotta know

At the top sippin', baby

Can we smoke one more time? I gotta know

At the top sippin', baby

Just to go back to that night, all I want

I know what to do with it, I'ma keep it true with it

I know, I know what to do with it

A man can only dream of it, so I'ma dream of you

I know what to do with it, I'm not being rude with it

This ain't for Teyana, this one here for you, oh baby

Bring your ass to Toronto, all I wanna do is

Bring you to the condo

So we can smoke

And you can let your stresses go

How personal

Tory Lanez other songs:

 

Kendall Jenner Music lyrics - Tory Lanez

Tory

I'm so tired of you niggas

(Got it on smash!)

You and all these bitches that be lyin' in ya pictures

I'ma take a jet and I'ma fly my niggas

Somewhere so big I can't find my niggas

Ayy, and I'm trying my nigga

But you making hard to be around y'all niggas

And this is why I only be around my niggas

Come around I gotta look you up and down my nigga

I can't be around you fuck niggas, that just ain't me

Had to check myself, uh, I'm the same me

And I bust it like the clip when it's off safety, don't make me

And them fuck-boy hatin' niggas tryna replace me

'Cause I give them boys the blues like I'm a Grape Street G

And no, got no Gucci on me but I just stay GG'd

And when I pop up and hop to the mall I spend like 18 Gs on nothing

She ride me like a ATV

I keep her Dolce-Gabbana'd up so she can stay DG'd

And I swear that batty so big that I can't stay PG

But I stay all up on your block just like the state PD

You know I cross my Is and I just dot my Ts

And I just hang with the same niggas from all my team

When I come up I promise we gonna ball together

'Cause when we came up from nothing we was all together

I'm talking, all together, we was all together

When we came up from nothing, we was all together

When we all together, we was all together

When we came up from nothing, we was all together, yeah

And I can't let no money get between us

And I can't let no bitches get between us

Gotta stack this money with my team (ayy, he knows)

All together, all together when we

Came up from nothing, we just ball together

And we never trust these bitches that we dog together

Whether big or we small or we tall together, I know

Dog forever, that's my dog forever

I'm gon' ball forever, fuck these broads forever

I got bags of money, I can't stop forever, you see

One Umbrella baby we gon' star together, one time

Yeah, and I'm big checkin'

I make so many hits I'm wondering did I miss yet?

Did I miss yet?

And tell me which nigga that I sound like this time

I turn a four-figure to a six-figure cheque, yeah, tell me do it sound right this time?

When there's more niggas tryna copy me, they tryna sound bite this line

And these pussy-ass niggas tryna hate on me

I put it down right this time

I think it's 'bout right this time

I think it's about right this time

I'm so tired of you niggas

You and all these bitches that be lyin' in ya pictures

I'ma take a jet and I'ma fly my niggas

Somewhere so big I can't find my niggas

Konichiwa lyrics - Tory Lanez

Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon

Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon

Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon

Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon

Say Konichiwa umm, all you niggas know who I am

I rock diamond wooden beads threw some pieces on my timing

I'm in everything that's fresh and fantastic, yes it gets spastic

And all my measures is drastic like rocking leather in Africa

Ha, I'm laughing at you dumb-ass niggas

Bitch, hiking ass gotta give you thumb ass niggas

I ain't throw it away, I'm no bum-ass nigga

Give me Jordans and Js, just a young-ass nigga

I wear Levis that be hot as the streets out in Hialeah

I'm watching Eli in the hummer, I'm screaming "Andele E.I"

It's funny I got your honey, told her welcome to the beehive

I can see why, I can be why the reason you niggas hate

I'm a grinder, that's just a reminder

You can look around for your girl, you won't find her

Telling me to chill, I don't really have the time to

Oh where your girl from? Uh, Japan or China

And I'm just

Konichiwa Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches

Konichiwa Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches

(We don't talk no more, we make statements)

Konichiwa Bitches

Konichiwa Bitches

Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon

Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon

Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon

Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon

Say Konichiwale, uchi wale, uzzi bang bang

Mami from Japan, and probably on your rang-a-lang

And you niggas won't bang-a-thing

I'm wally, wipe your gang-and-them

So if you haters hate me you can lollipop my gang-i-lang

I'm banging like the motherflucking bass up on the treble

I swear I eat these beats and I can taste the instrumental

Your girl says I'm running through the mazes of her mental

She give me brain she don't wanna keep the taste up in her dental

Man I know chicks, I got more chicks

I got fast chicks, I got slow chicks

I know flexible chicks that can do gymnastics and aerobics

I know that chick, I know your chick

And I do my singing for chicks

I know more tricks than a magician who know tricks

She say 'oh shit', 'cause I better get her wetter than the ocean

If you say no to Lanez then pussy nigga you don't know shit

I'm so dope that you can smoke this out in alleyways and porches

I be balling like I'm bowling, but hit strike like it's a protest in the poaches

Swavey

Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon

Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon

Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon

Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon

Uh, last verse but the nigga back first

With a billi and a milli and I'm really back for firmly rappers, or silly actors

And I'm going for a bong and I'm on a ladder

And I got a couple women that be living in my city and they can't talk with me unless they really looking pretty

And the niggas call their phone 'cause they really is pity 'cause they really give me dome in a tele in a tele

And I'm getting in their belly, really getting ready

Hot like a chilli pepper sitting in the middle of a dessert

I'm a give ya'll what ya bitches de-nali?

And I be getting blown out when I'm sipping Cavalli

I keep it dirty like bad black chick in an alley

But I be clean like a wiped white chick in a valley

I got a girl in Miami, a chick up in Cali

I do bitch hoes I should be rowdy

Wait, hold the phone, I'm on the phone

The young soldier, the boy known to hold his own

I make an Atlanta bitch give me Georgia dome

And if I ever am rich I am more than known

The type of balling you gotta put Jordan on

And no, this alcohol got me more than gone

And if you ain't heard I'm balling then your source is wrong

And I've been looking for a grill like a scorching own

Escort your own to the Porsche owned

And I run this shit like a course baton

My bag is Louis and of course Vuitton

In the air nigga and I ain't got my Forces on

I eat rappers and get a full coursing on

Lame, ya'll niggas get a full torching on

And if you ain't doing right then of course it's wrong

But I'm a kill them Dr. Kevorkian

Konichiwa Bitches

Swavey

LA Confidential lyrics - Tory Lanez

My girl might leave me if she hears about this

LA confidential, LA confidential

I hope she never has to hear about this

LA confidential, oh

'Cause you know I got somebody

So I can't fuck with just anybody

But sometimes I get lonely, I get lonely

So let me keep it real with you, real with you

Can't keep it real with me, real with me

When I get lonely, I get lonely

Now and again, and again, and again, and again, and again

And again, and again, and again, and again

And I hope you don't expect to be my girlfriend

LA confidential, LA confidential

'Cause I think you know I'd never leave my girlfriend

LA confidential, alright

'Cause you know I got somebody

So I can't fuck with just anybody

But sometimes I get lonely, I get lonely

So let me keep it real with you, real with you

Can't keep it real with me, real with me

When I get lonely, I get lonely

I know we fuck around but I can not get with you baby

I be on my own shit, moving acting different baby

I be in the city baby, the city baby

So when I'm with my hoes I ask that you don't act like you've been fucking with me baby

LAX, LA sex I get at you for

I run time, it's your nigga come get at the boy

I got a girl but I'm still trying to fuck

Long as you know that what's up, I hope you know that's what's up

I got somebody

So I can't fuck with just anybody

But sometimes I get lonely, I get lonely

So let me keep it real with you, real with you

Can't keep it real with me, real with me

When I get lonely, I get lonely

Now and again, and again, and again, and again, and again

And again, and again, and again, and again

Like Dope lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. Audio Push & Anthony Danza)

[Anthony Danza:]

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Smoking on, smoking on dope, uh

Looking like, feeling like dope

[Tory Lanez:]

Who don't wanna play?

I'm drop topping in these foreigns on off these southern dames

Playing games, I'ma fuck it

I'm 'a brain Jay copping plus chain chains swinging, singing songs

Bad bitches hittin' bones switching lanes

Niggas, chain thicker than my dang bang

Nigga, let that semi hang

Nigga, I be all up in the house, I want everything nigga

First time, she let me even hang with 'em look

Still gettin' paper off the block

Gotta take it off the top, used to scrape it off the block, uh

Young Fargo, you know a nigga flying over the border like I just missed cargo

Baby, you know, smoking on the 5-0

Got them bad bitches rolling but I'm ducking all the 5-0s, uh

And I'm fucking 'bout nine hoes

Got these bitches moaning like Alonzo

[Anthony Danza:]

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Smoking on, smoking on dope, uh

Looking like, feeling like dope

[Audio Push:]

I feel like I'm on dope when I ain't with' you (bounce bounce)

I need to hear my dope when I miss you

I'm stackin' paper like magazine issues

It's always an issue I can't commit, but you know everything I do is official

So you don't press nothin'

I hit the studio I tell Aminé to press buttons

Niggas know those checks comin'

I make her rock the boat like game-X

She fuckin' me 'cause I'm famous

Killin' every beat until I leave the game stretched

[Oktane:]

I feel like I'm on dope

She wanna get high

If you tryna smoke

Then get up in the ride

'Cause it's lit at every show

There's women on side

But I don't ever go

But she want it tonight

So it's going down

I'ma let you know it now flyest nigga doin' it

And what I say go so she ridin' if I'm coolin'

If I'm chillin' in my section assuming you need direction

Finessing, forever on that next like a Jetson

[Anthony Danza:]

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Smoking on, smoking on dope, uh

Looking like, feeling like dope

Uh, I'm high like hello

Stuck like the seatbelt

Put me in the hot seat

I'ma make the seat melt

Young entrepreneurial

Countin' money, eatin' cereal

My glass is so full point of view is so aerial

My peanut butter leather

With that peanut butter sweater

I can't believe it's not butter

It's just a little better

No vendetta, you bitches is so forgettable

Forget 'em and get 'em a boat

K to they burial

Geometry gold ropes and heavy links

It's big bricks small circles let's not overthink

Surrounded by these sundresses

Flat-screen T.V.s, V.V.S.s

And brand new B.B.S.s

Addicted to the Mormon eyes, pretty lips

Caprisun with the molly, who wan' take a sip

Unc 'cause you know the drill, you know the scale, gonna make it tip

Soft serve everything, dairy queen, everything dip

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Smoking on, smoking on dope, uh

Looking like, feeling like dope, uh

Young nigga feelin' like he on dope

Gimme more, gimme more

That's how I'm livin' out, livin' out

Blowin' dope, blowin' dope

Young niggas movin' dope you know how it go

Get at me

And when I say dope I mean types yo' kush

Litty Again (Freestyle) lyrics - Tory Lanez

And it goes on

Kill a pussy nigga with his pantyhose on

The gun is equipped for what ever hand it goes on

To kill a backpack nigga with his Jansport on

Geek ass nigga

Dweeb ass nigga

Never had a G-pass nigga

'Bout to ski mask his ass and eat fast nigga

Pull the heat fast and blast

And leave that nigga

With his seat back nigga

I'm a number one nigga in no time

I been waiting for a nigga to give me the showtime

In the jungle waiting for you to slip on the oak vine

I'ma do this nigga like I was chewing a pork rind nigga

Eminem couldn't get ya to a million on the 'Gram

Chris Brown tried, nigga failed both times

I done took ya page to a million in a day

If you ask me, nigga, I'm ya motherfucking cosign

I'ma hit the pussy ass nigga with a clothesline

I'ma have to catch a nigga slipping in my own time

I just took the flame on a private ass plane

Out to Massachusetts, catch this nigga slipping in his hometown

Ya see what go around come around and go around

So I got his hoe going 'round like it go around

Let these niggas know I'm not the one to toe-to-toe around

Singing ass nigga not the one to leave your hoe around

I'm about to hit him with the end of the K

Word to my niggas in Heaven I'm 'bout to send em away

I'm exhausted I kill this nigga two times

24 hours man this shit been a repetitive day

Nigga tell me is it Joyner Lucas, Lucas Joyner?

I'm the nigga who destroy ya

Coupe deploy ya, label drop ya, who's the lawyer?

Buy ya contract from them back and be who employ ya

Oops, I'm going, who's condoning? Juice and jonesing

Met ya bitch she too conjointed

Tryna ask this pussy ass nigga who the fuck want smoke

But the light-skin niggas in ya crew too spooked to join in

I'm a nasty nigga, then you could ask these nigga

The shotty dumping popping up outta the backseat, nigga

I'm 'bout to leave his body bloody like a maxi, nigga

I tax these niggas, get at these niggas, attack these niggas

The venom is arachne, nigga

I'm 'bout kill da man and da man that done backed these niggas

And blam any man that'll try to dap you niggas

And clap any stan fan that attract you niggas

See ya daddy was a musician that never made it

'Cause when you was born nigga it was you or him

Shattered knowing he would never make it as an artist

And the odds of his life prolly be 2 to 1

But I give it to him 'cause he didn't run

I guess he figured, "man when you look at it in a nutshell

All I got is a failed music career and

My revenge is giving that shit to my son"

Nigga I'ma flossy nigga

They try to toss me nigga

The 45th I get em off me nigga

I block niggas Chris Bosh these niggas

I got figures pish posh to niggas

I dump niggas, jump, criss cross these niggas

The pump leave 'em slumped, in the car seat nigga

The skunk in the trunk was an awkward nigga

That thought he didn't need to have caution with him

A cornball with a Boston fitted

I said hold up my nigga man this shit crazy

You fucked AYLEK$ man that shit crazy

Nigga said he out here running threesomes with the

Nigga that's in court dealing with the kid cases

I'ma hit a stain then I hit a bad one

Pull up on the nigga hold em up for ransom

I got five plaques this year, you did a whole song with Eminem and still don't even have one nigga

Damn, my lil homie that's a bad one nigga

Really feel bad for you it's a sad one nigga

Hold your head steady maybe you could have one nigga

Hit me for a hook and maybe get a plaque young nigga

Shout go out to Wayno and Ak my nigga

Tomorrow they'll be talking 'bout you got smacked young nigga

From the pack my nigga

I'm keeping this shit a stack, my nigga

That "Litty" verse was wack, my nigga

They go hard my dawg, but I go harder nigga

Atcha head with the fade like a barber nigga

Try to come for the boat and I'ma harbor niggas

Be smart like a Harvard nigga don't start with niggas

And he got a problem with us

But nigga, I know how to solve it nigga

This is my son

I'ma tell 'em like Star Wars, "Lucas, I am your father" nigga

You a perpetrating, work for hire, twerk for payment

Busta Rhyme impersonating, worthless baby, irks him daily

Hurts to say it, burger flipping, birthed in 80s

Tryna be a 90s baby, thirty something tryna chase it

Tryna make it, rocks designer, kinda fakes it

Hates to face it

That he'll never be a nigga that be placed for A-list, niggas damn

Here's what he's thinking right now

"I'm Joyner Lucas, why did I start it with this guy?

Tory Lanez coming back what am I gonna do this time?

They ain't like none of my diss lines

Everybody knows I can spit it in quick time

Even if the lines is as shitty as 6ix9ine's

But this time they ain't really letting me get by

Fuck I'm finna do with this shit now?

Damn I know this nigga finna be wild

Knowin' this nigga bout to kill me on it OD now

Don't nobody ever wanna book me for a show

I ain't got no songs when I go I spit freestyles

Try to make songs 'bout depression

But nobody ever get it

So I take it out on popping niggas beats now

I ain't never ever trapped

I ain't never slung a gat

But the world don't know so fuck it, I'm a G now"

Man, what the fuck wrong with him?

I know something wrong with him

I got a hundred bunch o' bullets 'bout to put 'em all in him

Nigga walked in with a hundred rounds in him

And he's seen a nigga chicken I was comin' down in it

Glock nine nigga gotta run around with it

I'ma son a nigga, keep it at least one-a-round with it

Backpack niggas ain't sellin' no records

Better dumb it down with it when you come around with it

This shit is easy man

Yo it's crazy nigga

I'm really-, I'm really-, I'm really being very generous, you know?

Like I'm really doing you a favor, it's not a lot of niggas in my status that come down just to, you know, to come down and spank you niggas, pause man

It's crazy, but you know

I'ma do for you what niggas didn't do for me - that's older brother status

So if you blow from this point on, I'm your cosign nigga, you know what it is

Ayy slow, that's facts right?

Big facts, word to Ralph, nigga, word to big Jevante too, nigga

You know what's going on nigga-, you know what the fuck's going on, nigga

One Umbrella gang, nigga

London (Freestyle) lyrics - Tory Lanez

Yeah

The Yeezy are color your days, the number the J's, the number the Nike are rare

They play in the summer, they lay in the summer, the head trauma on 'em might be severe (Aziz, Aziz, Aziz)

The tool bustin' through a nigga medulla, it look like somethin' slicin' right through the air

When I see my enemy fail, they couldn't prevail, I get all my brightest ideas

The gallery sweats are cuttin' it light to what tears, the king, sit right in my chair

The wolf can howl at the moon but if I'm the moon then tell me though, why would I care?

All of you niggas are pussy, I'm makin' it clear if I wasn't clear

No point in beefin' with local niggas, I drive the same car as Oprah, nigga

Niggas want beef, drop cheese, lettuce in the streets then I loaf a nigga

That's a whole beef sandwich, yeah, I told him Sloppy Joe the nigga

762, sittin' backseat like it came with a chauffeur in it

Yeah, fresh out the court, the Lamborghini was my whippin' wheels

Did a different deal, then I fucked a different bitch in Hidden Hills

In my blue Lamb', need a different teal, and a different seal

I was in the kitchen and the legend has it that my wrist is still up in that whippin' still

Niggas ridiculed, they got rid of kill

When I'm out in Jamaica to spliff a bill

Pussy fire, come give me your liquor still

Fuck a gyal, yell at your friends say, "Nigga, chill"

Want the cocky, she know I'm the nigga still

Bottega vanilla slippers, niggas must hate us Umbrella niggas

But the money got some other feelings 'cause it ain't fuckin' with them other niggas

Tried me for the hundred time and niggas came with like a hunnid plots

I was feelin' like Young Dolph, these niggas missed a hunnid shots

Bling shining, big diamonds, ring diamond, hunnid watch

I ran through like, every bitch on my list feel like the juggernaut

Visas, all of my foreign bitches and they features need 'em

I'm sellin' out cold hits while I lay in Ibiza

I'm hopin' for better but hidden message to my shooter like, "Eggs, I'm layin' for Easter"

My lil' one kill you for a Franklin, like he related to Aretha

Nigga, I be really goin' off, y'all niggas never ever goin' off

Y'all the COVID protocol, some things go without sayin' like a bitch know she gotta stroke it off

She gotta blow it off and shit goin' soft

In her mouth, dental roller floss

If I'm in her back then she know the arch and if I'm in her throat then she know the cough

I'm a young nigga, baby, I'm bubbling, money is doubling, jeans are ruffling

Pockets are deeper, they stuck in the sunken, the money keep comin', the seams are bustin'

And all of them women inside of your dreams, I fucked, I wiped, I cleaned, I swept

I bald-headed, Mr. Clean, them bitches then tennis, Venus and Serena them bitches

I smooth killer, thriller, Michael Jackson, Billie Jean them bitches

I'm super cold, I can sit up in the winter, fuck around and I can ski with penguins

Then end up trendin' topic laid up in the tropic while I'm chillin' with a sea of fishes

And they ain't even wanna swim by me, I'm a shark in water, they can see I'm vicious

I'm not a lover boy but I ain't 'bout a lot of y'all dawg, man, I need my bitches, I need my bitches

My Switzerland and [?] bitches, the nasty, filthy and the sleazy bitches

My ghetto trap bitches better bring their bitches out and listen to this Jeezy with me, I'm hot

And bitches wanna suck on me like it's the summer and I got the freezie with me, Lil' Tory

Yeah

Y'all bum ass niggas mad, I mean like

Y'all niggas is cool

Know what I'm sayin'? But I'm cold like, like

Like Eskimo, need extra clothes when I come around, I'm cold like

Like, like Teddy Pendergrass sippin' a milkshake the snowstorm with his throat warm

At the doorm room at the AU, I'm cold like for real, yeah, haha

I'm talkin' like thirty-nine below the windshield, I'm cold, baby, for real

I'm talkin', I'm talkin' red slushie with the muhfuckin' white dog on a cup, baby, I'm fuckin' cold, for real

Umbrella shit

Canada