Tory Lanez - Sway Freestyle lyrics

Keep talkin', females, keep talkin' me I just keep a b**h cut, meat market, please Say freeze like f** it, I'm defrostin', pap I gets green like Jack and the Beanstalk And I do them hoes stone cold, Steve Austin If you talkin' 'bout money, don't be bluffin', cheap talkin' My team often tell me that we flossin' Off in G4s, tell 'em send reinforcements Got crazy divas in my ish And my car strapped like it's baby seaters in the whip I don't play 9 days, b**hes treatin' for a trick Keep it money over b**hes, won't repeat it for a chick Yes, fresh all white Adidas in the whip And if you're talkin' 'bout weed then Orangina is my sh** A couple grand for my feature is a b**h I'd hate to be you but you would love to be this Peep this G sh**, T Lanez, G sh** I bring the wave to them haters, make them haters seasick All the diamonds legit, all vagina we pick With your girl in my livin' room playin' WiiFit Get popped like 3 fits then shot like 3 flicks And my kicks Asian like Kimora Lee's tits Tell the waiter she can order me this We's rich, we don't even act accordingly It's the Mr. n***a-Pick-Out-Your-Arteries, b**h I wish a n***a would try to slaughter me Follow me, Twitter, b**h If you ain't got it, girl, get it, b**h Make the b**h make you rich, sorta like that player sh** Cause nowadays b**hes only wanna play the pimp They get major, get paper then play the pimp That's why I slide by, I be like, "f** a b**h" After I f** a b**h, I be like, "f** the b**h" I run game, no cutter glitch, somethin' rich Not tryna f**, I'm tryna get head from your chick And real talkin', I don't do it for the people Ride through it like Kinevel, Swine Flu, you need a needle Car doors writin' suicide notes to the people I ain't trippin' off the eagle, my juice like a beetle Beat it like I beat the p**y Here's the heater, n***a, eat it like you eat the p**y And y'all yappin', y'all never brought the heaters to me So long nappin' if they never brought the sleeper to me They like, "Aw man, Tory Lanez be that Tarzan" Pay him 4 grand, leave him laid up in a far land Tory garage like a farm, baby, all Lambs With no mirage, all menage, baby, all them With no Nicki, n***a, b**hes rollin' with me So much grands in my pants that my pants can't fit me I dance quickly, baddest b**hes can't get me Now these hoes payin' me to even let 'em stand with me Damn it pans out, like highlighters I stand out Boom, like retirement homes, I bring them grams out And this is just a verse of what the man's 'bout So keep talkin', boy this whole sh**'s planned out Yes, I'm ridin' on 'em like a G2 Plus I'm the sh**, baby, mothaf**in' P.U I'm on my P.Q.s, carrots look pre-juiced Gon' and grab your chick and do the grown sh** we do Yes, I know these n***as 'bout to act scary T.O. n***a, only spittin' without the BlackBerry My n***as ballin', n***as, they never stallin' I'm Mike Jordan with a Rawlings or a Spalding All day, n***a, Kanye, n***a 'Bout to k** every n***a that was on Sway, n***a Look I'm ballin' all day, n***a, say it to my n***a Pain n***as in this sh**, they know I'ma get 'em entertained I'ma get this sh** intertwined, and get you in a strain n***as gettin' pissed but they know I gotta get 'em drained Drained out, same game out, same safe house Had to bust the trap back, brought it to the safe house We was hittin' safe routes when Pain told me You was gon' get this paper and I had the same homies I knew sh** was goin' crazy, I had the game on him n***as don't think it's crazy, get the thang on 'em I'm 'bout to sip up on this ginger ale These n***as still gettin' sh**, they gotta give 'em bail My n***a Kells, he up in his cell We still talkin' like it's wi-fi up in his cell I touch down just like it's NFL Then I'm in the SSL, then I'm in a shorty named Vanessa Sail I'm pullin' off the SLS sippin' V.S.O.P They get me stressin', yeah I'm callin' up the SODs Abbreviation talk, bang bang, hate to talk And we pullin' up in matchin' cars because we hate to walk