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Tory Lanez

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(album: Loner - 2020)


[Tory Lanez:]
I come through smelling like sex
Ain't no telling, I flex
Fuck that, tell 'em I'm next
Bank emailing my checks
ShadeRoom, tell 'em I flexed
You can never tell I'm stressed
Pack out the mail, it's fresh
Back out on bail, I'm blessed
I'm an original shooter, if you try to boot it, my niggas won't fail no test
I bought a hard piece
She wanna fuck on these Walmart sheets
Told her, "Take me to the mall, please"
This dick deserving a Moncler fleece
Brought my brand new bitch a Maltese
Upgraded her up from that Cromwell, peace
Shawty, she said that she love me, she thugging
No matter, no what and no budget
She balling, she fucking, I got it regardless
She finna say I'm the hardest
He bet not play at the party
I make my way to his shawty, bop
She like the way that I walk, she say that I'm gnarly
All in that kitchen I'm cheffing, I just done bought me an FN
Don't need no stepper, I'm stepping
All in my drawer where I kept it
He thought he was sure but I left him
Ayy, damn, I'm going nuts on designer
None of my cuts are from China
Boy, where the fuck did you find 'em?
Fresh in this Dolce Gabbana, you'd think that I come with some powder
Hop in the Mase-rati then pop out like ta-da
You know my hoes buy the day to day Prada
Bitch, I'm a day to day shotta
I go do the race like I'm Tay-K, in case if I gotta, ayy

[VV$ Ken:]
She say I'm way too conceited
I pull up and fuck on lil' mama and beat it
I go grab another lil' bitch and repeat it
She wanted to suck it as soon as we meeting, that's crazy
Just went and bought a Mercedes, I'm pulling up smooth on the ladies
AMG Benz, it's the latest, I hit it like Ali, she said I'm the greatest
I fucked on that pussy but we never dated (Nah)
They say I look like I got it
Gucci on down to the wallet
I know they play 'fore they call it
Spinning out, dumping, I'm shooting the day that they thought it (Grr)
I used to swipe, I'm way too gangster to type it
I'm under his nose when I wipe it
She under my nuts, what she chewing
Her boyfriend keep calling her phone, tryna see what she doing, he lame
Ayy, it's all part of the game
I'm thugging, you know how I came
I'ma stay true to the game, if a nigga get hot, I'ma put out a flame
I only spend bread on my main
I'm on a mission to kill 'em, I catch 'em, with lead, I'ma fill 'em
I know that he dead how I did 'em
They told 'em take off 'fore I hit 'em
I caught 'em, I shot 'em, I peel 'em, he dead (Grr)

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