392 (Explicit) - Tory Lanez/VV$ KEN

Freeband s**t

Freeband s**t

Baow baow baow baow baow baow grrr

Freeband s**t man band-counter s**t man

You know we want bags man

Swiper no swiping

Fire not too far from OV to 438

Hop in the Scat and I go vroom

Went and got Louboutins right out the store ayy

Twenty-two ridin' with Joe

You hear a pop then that boy on the floor

I got my Glock in my lap I'ma score

Lil' mama thick I met her on the pole

Told all my n***as y'all better not fold

If anything I'ma go and get the pole grrr

Yeah I'm a shooter but don't gotta shoot it

I pay my lil' hitta to pull up and do it

Swear that's your a*s if we get into it

I got lil' n***as ready to chew it

I got pieces I'm ready I'm swipey

You hollerin' 'bout action so stop all that typin' ayy

I ain't got time for no tussle

I'ma just pull up and pop me a muscle

After I copped it I bought me a duffel

392 it take off like a shuttle

Needed some paper told my n***as huddle up

B***h I'd be broke if I wanted to cuddle

Wrist is G water new pack place your order

If you send a b***h to come shop I'ma short her

Ayy I'ma spin your block like a CD

Got about twenty missed calls from a BD

Gotta pay a lawyer can't rock with no PD

Told that n***a take it to

The door and make it speedy

P***y n***as tryna call the truce like a treaty

Made about fifty-five bands off TD

Say he gon' rob me ha try p***y

Fam blaow he dyin' huh

Bake 'em fft deep fry 'em psst Dza

Go on I'm slidin'

I gotta be up for the pick up

If I miss the drop time I'ma go and stick up ayy

'Cause I gotta go and get it

Crack's comin' gotta go and hit it ayy

I gotta go and hit it ayy

I gotta go and hit it ayy

Yeah ayy yeah ayy okay

Soon as that Glock lock hit him

I hit his block and I bend it shots extended

Talkin' too hot I'ma spin it

Flew to the jeweler bought

A quarter mill' watch and a pendant

Shots keep flyin who spinnin'

Ain't nobody seen who did it

Trap house need new tenants

Hop in that Scat and they shootin' for

Kenny like he a lieutenant

All of my opps I'm shootin'

That choppa be talkin' in fluent

Don't talk I do it

Choppa erase his face

They had to cool it and close

The casket at his viewin' mm d**n

N***as be tellin' I knew it

Brand new b***h fell in I flew it

Blew twenty racks in the club but a n***a so

Rich that you n***as can't tell that I blew it ayy

I'm slidin' in a infinity

I just go skrrt and I skid in it

I don't give a f**k what b***h in it

I don't trust you if you fidgety

Hit the gas cruise to infinity

Know I got opps that'll try

Know a n***a 'bout to drop with the car

So I gotta keep switchin' it ayy

If I go to jail I f**k the CO

Piss real dirty f**k the PO

Down to the kilo uh

Had a n***a play with my backend

Big yoppa that'll chop a n***a back in

Pink 30 and the MAC-10

That's lights no camera but the action

Homie I go to mail with this

Been a thug since me and Kellz was jits

He was steppin' out the cell with drip

And all my n***as out of jail are rich

It's poppin'