Tory Lanez - Westwood Crib Session Freestyle lyrics

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Tory Lanez - Westwood Crib Session Freestyle lyrics

Look at the flick of the wrist I dont see you n***as getting no bigger than this I got money and need to pick in a peak Women love to f** a n***a one need to k** with the heat Rollie got the black diamonds got the tars in it I take a first cla** ticket and put them pars in it I got a couple a b**hes and kingin' diamond Could sit when a n***a Icey to light it hipnotize your b**h n***as need to get their sh** straight These n***as need to get their motherf**in sh** straight n***as love to say im broke how i was running round 50 thou Plus a feature name bieber on a mixtape I got the gla** walls for the crib sake I gotta hit it at it i make the crib shake I gotta take advantage of the chance that I'm granted Just to see these hatin' n***as make the sick face ohhhhh Well how you love a n***a, its either leave it or pimp it If she as f**in' n***as I keep an oven open over these s**as i ain't f**in' with these n***as That hated but said that they love a n***a noooo Ain't no time for co-signs n***as wasn't givin' it These n***as was livin' it up Droppin the rock im pickin it up Robbin the game im stickin it up Flow stingin' like spillin per rocks still in the cut Still in the cut for n***as think im givin a f** Not never im probably the hottest ever Yes n***a i been on this obsecure level that n***as can never Matter with We are not the same as rari with saddle sit Lamborghini dark grey metal tint Its evident I dont wanna f** with n***as i know im better than So i think you n***as better just Im predator k**in any competetor You can throw a better this n***a we on some betterish Im still stuntin every ways through the mind it is Hip a hop doctor im giving n***as thermometers Oh i am still k**in n***as with rhymin Im kickin it out early im still a n***a with timin n***as they talk swag im still n***a designin All of my b**hes bad they still equiped with the finest I dont play no games i gets paid I dont need a father rap i sensei n***as want beef i give em a mince maid Its either you call a piece or catch us some mince grave i know So cla**y n***as they won't pa** me chicks Used to diss can kiss my whole a** cheek Pause, no flaws through my last week Im just thinking about the jaws on my last freak Bad b**h last week she was past flee Shawty so clean so nasty Shawty so cool won't last coz the cash rules i need cream im so Ashy Uh and boy i stunt I'll employ yall boys to my store out front I'll employ yall boys coz i know yall front I'll flame yall n***as like a flame a** blunt Imma tell you what i want lil mama The hit it like kick it like punt lil mama Imma a D-boy lil mama and your man a decoy lil mama Tell a b**h deploy lil mama So she can see joy lil mama Imma a prany still smell blood in the water Still thuggin still mud in the water Still f**in when im chubby still churchin your daughter Still f** with your mother i dont f** with your father n***as got me standing like t-fly Have my n***a scrambled like free flies Shawty see my man get a touchdown She had to let my man in like ely Offensive im so offensive If you are sensitive get this we lay on n***as streets like shes on Picnics And b**h im rich and yes im this sick no My watch roll no dont tick tick Yes b**h im this kid thats still ballin 1999 vinch carter and yall f** n***as is benchwarmers We ball the stinch on us We go hard this on us Cops try to lock us throw to throw some ments on us Baby mama they just tryna throw they rents on us Car dealer he just tryna throw some tints on us Couple b**hes that was tryna cop a dents on us Spanish love me coz im say im good I f** around im in the f**in hood Everyday im in a different hood Im vocal, im so bifocul If i dont like you trust me im vocal b**h like rough dicks trust me i'll choke her I'll stroke her like im old school Oh no pro tools im so cool Still f**in up with these b**hes and no They no fool uh im still stuntin Sippin on that Still frontin man f** it Im still sippin on dusse No ofence to chris but i still want karuecche Still ballin on the mothaf**in day tho n***as gotta see me and they gotta she the f** low Tell a motherf**er better lay low Before we have to grip up and cop and shoot clips like halo No xbox but you n***as can catch the next slot In the ground my n***as is going down 40 on the pound im steppin in london town Tim westwood we smoking the best good Tell a motherf**as i ain't 2pac But you'll catch 2 pops you gon need a vest, shook n***as dont play no games Im so f**in nasty i dont snitch dont say no names Im bout to k** every TO n***a that ever came up inside the Building If they say those names Listen its one umbrella We one forever Understand i got my gun forever Lyrics By: SumanStudios