Tory Lanez - Shabba Ranks (Freestyle) lyrics

I'm back! Canada!
And if you broke when you wake up
You ain't got no business sleepin', nigga

Short cup but my clip tall
With a point like a pitchfork
Only dark nigga coming’ in this shit hard
Like your man got a thang for your bitch door
Every nigga round ready for the quick draw
Bullets open like a split door
Hundred women lookin' for me
With a flashlight
All they niggas lookin' for
Me with the jigsaw wait, hold up
I told ya I blamma like Tony Montana
I roll with the hammer like popo and slammas
I'm fuckin' yo sister, manolo my manners
My niggas is thuggin, they don't go on camera
I fuck with that polo, don’t wear assassin
I come with that 44, you know I be matchin'
Y’all over there with the yelling’
Tone down on umbrella
We coming you know that the section
Shorty no questions she know that she have it
Kick there ass out cuz i
Know that she like it
Then she came back and she gave me a stack
Put my brain in my lap how
I know you a psychic
Shout out them bitches that hating’
On Jay cuz my
Nigga he paid and i know that you spiteful
Feel like my life is a
Picture on Insta cuz women
They see me I Know they gone like me
Send them that Hannah Montana
Then I get 10 of my men in Atlanta
Then I spend 10 on that fendi
And 10 on my belt
Just to shine on 10 when i slam her
Ina young rich nigga i was born out at T
This that I don’t give a hUH!
Drive that foreign whip on E
I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga
With a foreign bitch on me
SOD’s on my left yes free my nigga Pete
Listen up
I Michael Jordan the mic recording’
I made the hoes
My full love like the mic distorted
Fiber artist really I don’t like these artist
Every motherfuckin’ line that you
Write is garbage
Every motherfuckin’ time that i might
Just start your eye department
Cuts you nigga teeny to me hit
A nigga with a bottle
Thats a genie to me easy for me to
Get a little piece of the B-IE
Fuck niggas wanna D-IE with that
Dot on your top like E-Y-E I had to smell
It to tell you niggers
Jealous hundred women with me they
Twista up like impalas
Niggas hatin’ on me my
Pockets on mozzarella hoping'
Out the doc like i tested
Positive for getting cheddar listen up
I’ll switch it up is she wit’ me she getting
Fucked in the truck with the windows up
Getting butt fucked
Niggas tryin’ hit us up lit em’ up
Before a nigga even got to put a finger up
Before a nigga even got a hit my dick is up
Yo listen up so you chick is
Up Fargo be know when
That shit marble the floor in the crib
Got a car full of hoes
And remarkable flows that
Make me all the dough in this bitch
I just hit my nigga
Fresh though, and we talkin’ ownin’ a crib
With the money on the desk though
And you know I’m holdin’ my dick sHABBA!
8 gold chains like I’m Shot Shabba Ranks
Women down know my name
Call me biggie Papa BANK
She see me in that thang hoppin’
Straight up out the TANK
Best new nigga coming’ I’m the
Top of that RANK
Nigga ridin’ round the city with
You shorty she in SPANKS
Nigga you should guard the spot
Cuz I’m coming’ for it THANKS
Nigga us and i stun so hard
That everything on me
And whats the word on roll?
Every block claim thing bout me nigga
SHABBA!