[Tory Lanez]
Yeah
You lil´ eat it beat it bitch, haha
Yeah, nigga
And suck my dick, nigga

FOREVEROLLING

[Tory Lanez]
Ayy, I know y´all hoes want me in jail
But I´ma stunt ´cause I´m a baller
I damn near gave my heart to that bitch
Still don´t make time to call her
I stopped beefin´ with the opps, grah tah, grah tah tah
I´m all off in lil´ mama ear tryna make her give me that box, ha
Thought she was committed but she was fuckin´ off of my partners
She reached back put them paws all on my balls and I ain´t gon´ stop her
Ho I know when you top it off you finna swallow-allow-allow
I come outside lookin´ better than a bad bitch a bad bitch prolly can´t even holler

Ayy, I hahaha-hide your bitch to the bank
Nah, bitch, I done hahaha-hide your bitch to the bank
I´m the type to take a nigga whole bitch and I don´t give a fuck what he say
I´m the type to disrespect a nigga whole set, give a fuck what he bang
I know that y´all bitches want me in jail but I´m gon´ keep stuntin´
All this pavé in my diamonds sick, call me 3 Shine
Back in school, them teachers called me fool
Said I wouldn´t be nothin´
I know that it hurt they soul
Whenever they see me stuntin´
Came back to my high school in Lambos and Jags
Bitch, you was in class, I was out there chasin´ bags

She done broke my heart but she can´t do that shit again
Bitch, I´m in my trap, boomin´ like 2010

[Tory Lanez]
I still feel like I´m OJ da Juiceman, I make the trap ayy
This here for my trappers sellin´ work from ´round the way
You don´t like my price? Well, look I don´t know what to say, uh
Trap house boomin´ 25, ayy, bitch, you know I feel like
OJ da Juiceman, I make the trap ayy
This here for my trappers sellin´ work from ´round the way
You don´t like my price? Well, look I don´t know what to say, uh

Trap house boomin´ 25, ayy, bitch, you know I feel like

[Kodak Black]
Yeah, bitch, I feel like Yak, in this splat with a big old MAC, yeah
And the attire all back, yeah, only Sniper, that´s facts, yeah
Until they let my papers I´m just payin´ to get you wack
It ain´t nothing to get you Peter Row´d, got Pico flippin´ sacks
I could always go back to the trap I ever get tired of the rap
They know I hit that slab and I put vitamins in the crack, yeah
And I´m poppin´ fraud, look like Mariah in the lab

Look like Dexter with this desktop how I just got me a jag, uh
I was on the mollies on a private jet just playin´, uh
Baking soda, Pyrex, hit the projects when I land, uh
I like Glocks, FNs, yah
I like pots and pans, yah
The dope won´t come back 10, uh, baby girl, hold my hand, uh
I know you niggas feelin´ like you safe with me in prison, ain´t it
But 3 bodies dropped behind the fence and steady killin´, ain´t it
Now 6 bodies drop they called me out on my own mission, ain´t it
Yeah, I shot a few opps, I popped a few tops, but I ain´t finished, ain´t it

Pewm, pewm pewm pewm, pewm
Pewm pewm pewm, pewm, uh
??? money fold, I want a scroll I ain´t want no deals, uh
I cut back that circle, I caught lots of cases
Pullin´ up, drop top Wraith is

[Tory Lanez]
I still feel like I´m OJ da Juiceman, I make the trap ayy
This here for my trappers sellin´ work from ´round the way
You don´t like my price? Well, look I don´t know what to say, uh
Trap house boomin´ 25, ayy, bitch, you know I feel like
OJ da Juiceman, I make the trap ayy
This here for my trappers sellin´ work from ´round the way

You don´t like my price? Well, look I don´t know what to say, uh
Trap house boomin´ 25, ayy, bitch, you know I feel like