Tory Lanez - Priceless - Live From Spotify House lyrics
Tory Lanez [Argentina Fargo] Brampton, Ontario, Canada/Miami, Florida, U.S. 🇨🇦 🇺🇸
[Tory Lanez - Priceless - Live From Spotify House lyrics]
Let's go one, two, three
Ay bitch
I'm back in here to show you I'm the nigga
All in the VIP
Them bitches know you as the nigga
From the corner sellin' dope
And buyin' Swishers
Every night I pray to God for my intentions
Lord, uh, lights and cameras
I came so hard, I pay the price for cameras
Uh i flew my newest for a night Atlantis
And told my oldest bitch
Her flight was cancelled, one night examples
I need everybody right side, hands up
Keep your hands up
Hands up in the middle, hands up
And the left side, hands the fuck up
In the back, hands up
We gon' do this shit on three, y'all ready?
One, two, one, two, three
Call the police
Ridin' dirty in the car with no lease
Skinny nigga but my pockets obese
Same nigga used to rob the
And lately I need me a bill again
I need to get back to the old and original
I need to get real again
Or back in Toronto where niggas'll kill you
For who you be chillin' wit'
And work from the shootas
The shorty you screwin'
You not really wit' the shit's
Feel this shit
When Grandma kicked me out the crib
I was only a baby said fuck it
I hustled and went and bought me a Mercedes
I whipped it, i whipped it when I would
See her in the hallway
And when she didn't see me
I parked that bitch right in the driveway
It's priceless
Spotify what's good?
Put the music on, let's get it
Ay bitch
I'm back in here to show you I'm the nigga
All in the VIP
Them bitches know you as the nigga
From the corner sellin' dope
And buyin' Swishers
Every night I pray to God for my intentions
Lord, uh, lights and cameras
I came so hard, I pay the price for cameras
Uh i flew my newest for a night Atlantis
And told my oldest bitch
Her flight was cancelled, one night examples
I need everybody right side, hands up
Keep your hands up
Hands up in the middle, hands up
And the left side, hands the fuck up
In the back, hands up
We gon' do this shit on three, y'all ready?
One, two, one, two, three
Call the police
Ridin' dirty in the car with no lease
Skinny nigga but my pockets obese
Same nigga used to rob the
And lately I need me a bill again
I need to get back to the old and original
I need to get real again
Or back in Toronto where niggas'll kill you
For who you be chillin' wit'
And work from the shootas
The shorty you screwin'
You not really wit' the shit's
Feel this shit
When Grandma kicked me out the crib
I was only a baby said fuck it
I hustled and went and bought me a Mercedes
I whipped it, i whipped it when I would
See her in the hallway
And when she didn't see me
I parked that bitch right in the driveway
It's priceless
Spotify what's good?
Put the music on, let's get it