Tory Lanez - Shot Caller (Freestyle) lyrics
[Tory Lanez - Shot Caller Freestyle lyrics]
Warner Brother
All directions now pointed to haters
That's why these haters so directed at us
Canada as the lies fall, Canada
Canada sincerely Tory, March 26
Shorty residential, I can be your sponsor
I don't want your love baby
Just give me them tonsils
Honey know I'm fly like
A fuckin' air marshall dot niggas ball
It don't matter what it cost you
My niggas on they chains
Like a motherfuckin' fence
Someone tell them lames hit
The motherfuckin' bench
80 for the frames on the eyes of a king
Eyes out for the shirt, iPod for the ring
That's the iPhone
Bad bitches wanna bite me like a python
I'm in your skin like hair with the lice on
It like shit, you can get your face split
Like a zit that you pop when
You think it's hot shit
I don't know how I did it
I don't know how I did it
I get so much pussy man
That I don't know how I get it
I be on that I hit it
You be on that I get it
You be on that grown shit
I be on that I live it
Ridin', I'm dippin' dirty, them bitches
They gettin' flirty
I'm high and I'm sippin' purple, I lie no
I'm in the dirty
Them bitches they wanna fuck
I pass to my nigga Kirky
We fuck then we get up early
You want it then get it early
The haters they black ball
Paper the back ball
I hit em in the front and leave
They brain in the back yard
It's paper to stack dawg
So why you niggas stallin'?
If you ain't stackin
Don't be actin like you ballin'
Actin like Spalding, all up on the court side
Ridin' for the north side, nigga come through
I'm lookin' smoother than a door slide
Move a couple unit's in, we
Can get the Porsche ride
Livin' by the shore side
When I was just a youngin'
Imagine little 5-10
Nigga with a onion with some
Wishes for the bunion money ain't a power
Ain't a fuckin' nigga stuntin'
I keep it too real that's
Why these fuckin' niggas frontin'
I put it on his head and
Let another nigga done him
Never touch the work
I let another nigga run 'em
Pack the Louis luggage
Got the one way out to London
We just passed through customs
Me and Jae be out the country
And I'm somethin' like a teepee
Niggas can't see me if you pullin' hoes
You gotta rope one for Stevie
Bitches couldn't play me if they
Burnt me on a CD model after model
Shit is lookin' like a repeat
I fuck a bitch and pull the swave out of her
Shout my nigga Honey
It's gon' be a loud summer
That's my little sister and I'm
Very proud of her now back to the business
'bout to blow this cloud bubble
And I, I do this shit, I'm too legit
Refuse your bitch, like a Skype call
I'm killin' germ ass niggas like some lysol
I'm eatin' through the game
It's like a rice wall
But yeah, can I say it any clearer?
That a nigga got your boo but
Ain't tryna get your scare, get it?
I slide through a chick like debit
Then she eat the dick like credit
Got a new trend and I just might set it
Should of let your mom know
I can get your mind blown
I can kill that bird on your shirt
You can die slow
This that SLS now get the fuck
Up outta my throne, motherfucker, oh yeah
All directions now pointed to haters
That's why these haters so directed at us
Canada as the lies fall, Canada
Canada sincerely Tory, March 26
Shorty residential, I can be your sponsor
I don't want your love baby
Just give me them tonsils
Honey know I'm fly like
A fuckin' air marshall dot niggas ball
It don't matter what it cost you
My niggas on they chains
Like a motherfuckin' fence
Someone tell them lames hit
The motherfuckin' bench
80 for the frames on the eyes of a king
Eyes out for the shirt, iPod for the ring
That's the iPhone
Bad bitches wanna bite me like a python
I'm in your skin like hair with the lice on
It like shit, you can get your face split
Like a zit that you pop when
You think it's hot shit
I don't know how I did it
I don't know how I did it
I get so much pussy man
That I don't know how I get it
I be on that I hit it
You be on that I get it
You be on that grown shit
I be on that I live it
Ridin', I'm dippin' dirty, them bitches
They gettin' flirty
I'm high and I'm sippin' purple, I lie no
I'm in the dirty
Them bitches they wanna fuck
I pass to my nigga Kirky
We fuck then we get up early
You want it then get it early
The haters they black ball
Paper the back ball
I hit em in the front and leave
They brain in the back yard
It's paper to stack dawg
So why you niggas stallin'?
If you ain't stackin
Don't be actin like you ballin'
Actin like Spalding, all up on the court side
Ridin' for the north side, nigga come through
I'm lookin' smoother than a door slide
Move a couple unit's in, we
Can get the Porsche ride
Livin' by the shore side
When I was just a youngin'
Imagine little 5-10
Nigga with a onion with some
Wishes for the bunion money ain't a power
Ain't a fuckin' nigga stuntin'
I keep it too real that's
Why these fuckin' niggas frontin'
I put it on his head and
Let another nigga done him
Never touch the work
I let another nigga run 'em
Pack the Louis luggage
Got the one way out to London
We just passed through customs
Me and Jae be out the country
And I'm somethin' like a teepee
Niggas can't see me if you pullin' hoes
You gotta rope one for Stevie
Bitches couldn't play me if they
Burnt me on a CD model after model
Shit is lookin' like a repeat
I fuck a bitch and pull the swave out of her
Shout my nigga Honey
It's gon' be a loud summer
That's my little sister and I'm
Very proud of her now back to the business
'bout to blow this cloud bubble
And I, I do this shit, I'm too legit
Refuse your bitch, like a Skype call
I'm killin' germ ass niggas like some lysol
I'm eatin' through the game
It's like a rice wall
But yeah, can I say it any clearer?
That a nigga got your boo but
Ain't tryna get your scare, get it?
I slide through a chick like debit
Then she eat the dick like credit
Got a new trend and I just might set it
Should of let your mom know
I can get your mind blown
I can kill that bird on your shirt
You can die slow
This that SLS now get the fuck
Up outta my throne, motherfucker, oh yeah