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Tory Lanez

LICK x Drive You Crazy

 

LICK x Drive You Crazy

(album: The New Toronto 2 - 2017)


[Lick]

Yeah, uh

Look, busting out the lick and now I got it, bitch, I'm re'd up
I will never run off on the plug they got me keyed up
Banking, it's so many Franklins in my shit, you think a nigga know Aretha
(Yeah, uh)
Busting out the lick and now I got it, bitch, I'm re'd up

[Drive You Crazy]

I'm a, I'm a go easy on you niggas
I'm a go easy

I'm lying, really coming for these niggas this time
It's a full-time job tryna keep 'em in line
Yeah the full court pressure, giving niggas the stretcher
I could kill your whole team combined, who want pressure?
More than a nigga that's balling, I need a Espy
More than a Miami papi that's on a Jetski
Ice on Wayne, whole chain on Gretzki
When I start winning, don't you rap niggas text me
Grinning at the view of your corpses in a fortress
'Bout to make Forbes list, everything is gorgeous
Indoor B-ball courts lit where the floor sit
Still running shit like faucets in an orphanage
Blog niggas getting they core clicks off of whore shit
Rap niggas all at they peak, I got the door slit
On star island, cigar smiling
Drive a couple miles south hit the beach, bitches start wilding
I done came from the cop car sirens, block ball violence
Bunch of lil niggas stealing hot cars wilding
Tops chopped off 'til the cops start wilding and the cop cars find us
Must you remind us, wintertime climates
Slickest set of "set up" bitches that try to line us
I have no infatuation with niggas
Only made the money cum, I'm masturbating the digits
Matter fact I'm on tour inflatuating the figures
Used to be in low income, now see the show, income
Shit would make you sick, meaning of a gross income
I deserve every dollar here and then some
And I pray I never dress like y'all
Only bird on my shirt is when I press that raw
It's umbrellas on my sweater for bitches that's under weather
Blowing kisses at the cheddar when I test that jaw
I, never lose, never snooze, cracking Crystal sipping
Yaught pimping on another cruise
Foreign model from another niggas pedestals
On the top, clock ticking on you other dudes
Think I'm typing in a site with all these Ws
Only watchin out for dough and niggas busting moves
My drive crazy, I-80 in a Lamborghini screaming "Rock-a-bye-baby"
Bad bitch just touched down, she Tom Brady
Me I'm Tom Ford, there's more to the Concord
I been in the jungle, nigga, broke and on my last
You was on the feet, nigga, I was on my ass
You was in the sheets, nigga, I was on the ave
You was in the class nigga, I was on the dash
Hustling in corners, swearing I was a goner
Welcome to the USA, I was a foreigner
Fame was a beautiful bitch, so I joined her
Came now I'm looking for chips, get the coin up
I remained, all summer all fall
Still getting money when the wheels fall off
Real ass nigga even when it's called off
Real ass nigga even when it's called off, my nigga

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