Tory Lanez – Tuh Ft. EST Gee, VV$ Ken

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Lyrics

[Intro]

Got it on Smash

 

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]

Fuck all that talkin’, I’m back with that 7.62 and it’s spittin’

I got a bad lil’ bitch fuckin’ on anybody in the room, that’ll get her Givenchy

Holdin’ the vibe at the condo, I don’t need nobody

No entry from niggas that envy

She set a threesome up, I fucked her friend

She got jelly, now she on Twitter actin’ petty

Sent my other bitch a whip and got wetty

My diamonds bustin’ down the wrist in baguettie

I hit his bitch and he couldn’t accept it

Bitch, I got all type of sticks, I got invested

Whole lotta gateway

All my niggas in jail, I got you through the JPay

Rockefeller guap, Sky-Dweller watch

But we all started at the Day-Datе

Hit the dealer, comе back with another cop

Hit the jeweler, come back with another watch

Hit that bih from the back and I let her watch

El Dorado, the cap with the yellow top

I done shopped ’til I dropped in Givenchy

Been on top since I dropped in the Bentley

When that day come around and I buss up the case

Don’t you niggas come back actin’ friendly

After this, I don’t fuck with you rappin’ niggas

Bitch, I’m good in the trap with the savages

Plus, I’m good in the board with the business niggas

Get the fuck out my face, mind your business

Different angles, I’ma watch it, colorblind

Bagged your bitch and I fucked her some other time

Make a hit, then I go make another song

I got nothin’ to lose on you fuck niggas

I been in this shit here for like ten years

I got nothin’ to prove, all you fuck niggas

No award in the world could define me, nigga

I got bad bitches think it’s timey, nigga

So they let me know if this shit cool or fun

You could pull up on uninvited, ha

And then I smoke the pussy like a spliff

I light it, I’ma throw a party, every bitch invited

I’ma give money fo’ sho’, yeah

No, I cannot do no regular

I’m in running for trapper, trapper of the year

I’m juggin’ off four different cellulars

Tell my teachers, “Fuck you, you can’t tell me nothin'”

Shut the fuck up while I pull a Bentley up

I’ve been shinin’ so bright, now they envy us

Wonder how them niggas feel that set me up

I done witnessed my nigga Kelz go to jail and come back and hop in a Urus

Different bitches, came back like [?]

Take your bitch right back from you, I’m courteous

If a chick, she don’t miss, she ain’t serious

She must not give a fuck ’bout her paper

She must not give a fuck ’bout her majors

Even if her other nigga made her, that nigga ain’t gettin’

 

[Chorus: Tory Lanez & EST Gee]

More paper than me

I got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me

I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free

Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me

Tuh, tuh

Dead presidential paper on me

How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?

I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit

Tuh, tuh

Got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me

I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free

Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me

Tuh, tuh

Dead presidential paper on me

How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?

I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit

Tuh, tuh (Yeah, tell them niggas)

 

[Verse 2: EST Gee]

Yeah, I make ’em renew they membership

Niggas is new to this spinnin’ shit

We was up one day, we gambled with it

Tripled the gravity, he had to remember it

He caught a face shot and lived with it

But when he talk, now he spittin’ shit

Practice and preachin’, no hypocrite, bond was a million

I’m spinnin’ and can’t let ’em sit, and I’m with ’em, whatever the endin’ is

I’m on an island with killers, on Gilligan

I ain’t no regular citizen, trippin’, I’ll fuck around and up the innocent

Talkin’ tough, you know he been a bitch, secure the premises

Choppa and swisher when I enter in

I’m tryna finish him, whoever he post a picture with

Niggas be bitches, they sensitive, rappin’ but not really livin’ it

I’m in a rental, I tint it, it’s spinnin’

We miss ’em and spin again, that’s how we settle our differences

I still be bendin’, I’m really rich

Bitch nigga, you a gentleman, in the streets, I’m goated

Niggas be hoes and I know it

Hittin’ his phone, I know niggas ain’t focused

All of my bitches love breakin’ in local

That’s why they hatin’ on me

Can’t say they gettin’ more paper than Gee

 

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]

Not more paper than me

I got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me

I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free

Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me

Tuh, tuh

Dead presidential paper on me

How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?

I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit

Tuh, tuh

Got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me

I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free

Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me

Tuh, tuh

Dead presidential paper on me

How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?

I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit

Tuh, tuh

 

[Verse 3: VV$ Ken]

I’m on my time and I do what I wanna do

In the hood, sellin’ birds with a bird in the air (Brrd)

Let me know if you want you a brick or two

Ride around with a stick or two

One of ’em dirty, it really got busy, it killed a few

Take a bullet so big, if I shoot it, I’m movin’ ’cause I know it’ll really kill a crew

Money set like Gorilla Glue

It came right out of the safe and them ten thousand bands

Swipin’ cards and I’m trappin’, I just signed a deal, I’ma go out and throw my advance

All it took was a chance and now I got paper on me, and I get it the quickest (Frrr, frrr)

Niggas know not to play with me, I’m Magic Johnson, I’m shootin’, they know I’m the sickest

Call her bluff like a cricket

She wanna come over, bend while I stick it

I take my time on that cat while I lick it

I take my time on the beat when I pick it

I caught a opp and I shot him like Ricky

I like my filet with lettuce and mayo

I’m breakin’ up rap like Saweetie and Quavo

Pull up on oppers like I’m playin’ Halo

I nutted in shawty ’cause she looked like JLo

 

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]

Not more paper than me

I got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me

I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free

Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me

Tuh, tuh

Dead presidential paper on me

How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?

I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit

Tuh, tuh

Got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me

I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free

Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me

Tuh, tuh

Dead presidential paper on me

How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?

I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit

Tuh, tuh