Tory Lanez - Upgraded Rolex lyrics
Tory Lanez [Argentina Fargo] Brampton, Ontario, Canada/Miami, Florida, U.S. 🇨🇦 🇺🇸
[Tory Lanez - Upgraded Rolex lyrics]
Grrat, headcrack, ayy
It's only Cas' only, you dig? That boy Cas'
Yeah, yeah
Ice on my arm, don't be alarmed
Brr-um-pum-pum, that's the drum
Holiday, by the way
Nigga, fuck what you is tryna say, ayy
Upgraded Rolex, 42, yeah, yeah
Bend it over for me, blew 42, yeah, yeah
Make me feel, how my shorty do, yeah, yeah
Cumming, she still feel like she
Got more to do, yeah, yeah
It's litty, yeah
Got two bitches in the Banshee
Gettin' money, niggas hatin'? No
You can't be
Phone call with the plug and his hands free
Hatin' on a rich nigga? No, you can't be
I'ma get a check
(yeah) , give me my respect (yeah)
Hit it from the back
(yeah) , grippin' on the neck (yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a nigga, you dig?
(You dig?)
Take you to the crib, baby, know what it is
(Ah)
Ayy, you done heard 'bout us
Got absurd 'bout us
Don't be worried about us
Fuck around, shawty, take the nerve out us
Can't be fucking with broke
Hoes and bird bodies, yeah
30 more racks in here
Got a lot of plaques in here
Got a lot of stacks in here, yeah
Get whipped
Told that bitch to bring that ass in here
Put it in rotation, shake that ass in gear
Tongue down, tongue down my dick for real
I'm rich as fuck, 250 for real
I'm rich as fuck, but I'm rich and real
Ice lit your grill, you my bitch for real
It's litty, yeah
Got two bitches in the Banshee
Gettin' money, niggas hatin'? No
You can't be
Phone call with the plug and his hands free
Hatin' on a rich nigga? No, you can't be
I'ma get a check
(yeah) , give me my respect (yeah)
Hit it from the back
(yeah) , grippin' on the neck (yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a nigga, you dig?
(You dig?)
Take you to the crib, baby, know what it is
(Ooh, yeah)
It's only Cas' only, you dig? That boy Cas'
Yeah, yeah
Ice on my arm, don't be alarmed
Brr-um-pum-pum, that's the drum
Holiday, by the way
Nigga, fuck what you is tryna say, ayy
Upgraded Rolex, 42, yeah, yeah
Bend it over for me, blew 42, yeah, yeah
Make me feel, how my shorty do, yeah, yeah
Cumming, she still feel like she
Got more to do, yeah, yeah
It's litty, yeah
Got two bitches in the Banshee
Gettin' money, niggas hatin'? No
You can't be
Phone call with the plug and his hands free
Hatin' on a rich nigga? No, you can't be
I'ma get a check
(yeah) , give me my respect (yeah)
Hit it from the back
(yeah) , grippin' on the neck (yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a nigga, you dig?
(You dig?)
Take you to the crib, baby, know what it is
(Ah)
Ayy, you done heard 'bout us
Got absurd 'bout us
Don't be worried about us
Fuck around, shawty, take the nerve out us
Can't be fucking with broke
Hoes and bird bodies, yeah
30 more racks in here
Got a lot of plaques in here
Got a lot of stacks in here, yeah
Get whipped
Told that bitch to bring that ass in here
Put it in rotation, shake that ass in gear
Tongue down, tongue down my dick for real
I'm rich as fuck, 250 for real
I'm rich as fuck, but I'm rich and real
Ice lit your grill, you my bitch for real
It's litty, yeah
Got two bitches in the Banshee
Gettin' money, niggas hatin'? No
You can't be
Phone call with the plug and his hands free
Hatin' on a rich nigga? No, you can't be
I'ma get a check
(yeah) , give me my respect (yeah)
Hit it from the back
(yeah) , grippin' on the neck (yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a nigga, you dig?
(You dig?)
Take you to the crib, baby, know what it is
(Ooh, yeah)