Tory Lanez - The Motto (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] This just in, we found your b**h She's in my knapsack, yeah I was lookin' around my knapsack, man And like I seen all the regular hoes right But then, I think, I think I seen your b**h [Verse 1] I tell her, "b**h, chill, ride like a big wheel" Big deal, put a mill on a fish scale n***as hatin' 'cause the way the paper makin' But baby, I'm Canadian, so I'm bringin' home the bacon They ain't see me in a long minute I'm gon' get it, you fake and I'm authentic b**h, I got it from the low, no bar didn't Blue hairs on the kush like Marge in it, start with it Tell a b**h back that a** like she tryna park with it Hit the gas on the light like a n***a tryna spark with it I'm a G though, lookin' like Ne-Yo No I ain't a singer but green, I never see low How you ain't f**in' but expectin' me to eat though? If you ain't f**in', I'm expectin' you to deep throat Got a Asian chick, her name is Me Ho I just say her name when they ask what the cream for f**in' duck tape got me stickin' to the G code G4, high like fee fo fi fum Young wild dumb motherf**er got a tongue High young, die tryin' get the green, n***a fungi Ill like mill, n***a shout out the alumni Wah gwaan n***a, ain't sh**, y'all pengi Alert, b**h up in my knapsack Tell a p**y n***a take a cat nap Tryna get this cheese like a lab rat Hatin' n***as tryna set a rat trap Um, she be on rum Gave me so much brain, a n***a just dumb Got the p**y waitin' on the outcome Mark spots like X, n***a Malcolm f** around, you gon' make a n***a scout him Doubt him, that n***a ball like the out rim b**hes waitin' on me 'cause they way the paper on me I'm makin' paper, hatin' n***as only gon' make it for me You only one of the fakest, just actin' like you the homie She only here for my cake 'cause she actin' like she my only Bag her when she get lonely, slap her up in the mornin' And tell me, "Tory, I'm horny" I make her feel like a orgy [Outro] Wa**up motherf**er I got your b**h in my sock, n***a Your b**h is now in my sock She couldn't make it to my knapsack So she, she jump in my sock And then, you know I carry her along this path that I walk everyday Called swave sh** Swavey on the lip ring, b**h Sincerely Tory, March 26th, n***as Canada, Toronto, Toronto, Toronto