Yo, shoutout to my motherfuckin´ brother, nigga
Tory Lanez, nigga, this Max B, prevail
Nigga, I love you, I appreciate you, hold your head

When we touch down, nigga, we gon´ make good music together
I might be home before you, nigga
If I do, you already know, nigga, I got a super duper bag for you, nigga, pull up on the baluster
I love you, nigga
Al, Al, fuckin´ Al, nigga
Wavy baby MAWA for life, nigga
Al
Wee, wee
Stretching that shit, nigga, I´m stretchin´ that shit

CO play with me today, I might slap all the shit out that nigga
Think I just misread the energy, he came and told me I´m really that nigga

Accountant accountin´ for everything, nigga
I told you that Nicki that nigga
Bitches be lyin´, I flew ´em to islands, they can´t even get in the villas
I got to slide for black
I just made seven hundred thousand sittin´ in a room, feel like I´m Kai Cenat
Shoutout the independent distributors that understood nigga fire would catch
But I´m ´bout to start a distribution January, I ain´t got no time for that
Callin´ up Jona and gettin´ the stats
Fuckin´ these hoes and lettin´ ´em know I ain´t gettin´ attached (Woo)
Callin´ up Dan and Jay and makin´ sure the numbers match
They locked me up in a cage, but let them pussy niggas know the dog is back, mm

Airlift him off the yard and send him to medical
All the charges we committin´ so federal, I don´t even wanna call you back, mm
Pullin´ her weave, and I got it all in track
Visit, she stickin´ it all in her crack
Police are comin´, I´m callin´ you back
(Ayo, they ´bout to walk, let me hit you back, ayy)
I´m at the tippity top
Niggas was thinkin´ they send me to prison, somehow it would get me stop
No, he think he the shit when he not
I´m on the phone with SUGE in Donovan
He tellin´ me he think I could be bigger than Pac, mm

Stretchin´ that shit, nigga (Woo), I´m stretchin´ that shit, mm (Ooh)

Stretchin´ that shit (Stretch)
You got my name in your mouth, lil´ bitch (Ooh)
Stretchin´ that shit (Ooh)
It won´t be the same when I´m out, lil´ bitch
Stretchin´ that shit (Yeehaw)

Recordin´ in prison this shit revolutionary
Niggas be niggas, but really be bitches with dicks, they want to be futanari
I go to canteen, got more bags on me, weight is way more than you can carry
My little nigga be tuckin´ the knife under pillows, like he was the tooth fairy (He´s on fire)
Talk of the prison when I´m on the tablet
Jail is only makin´ me more famous than I was, I´m so well established
Twenty-one hit records in your whole career, to me in a month is a average

That googled eye bitch is in need of some dick, but she cannot get none of this Blackness
You can´t have none of this Blackness (Uh)
You can´t have none of this Blackness (Uh)
You can´t have none of this shit
Know I´m a vet when it come to this shit
We gettin´ Benji´s all over the North
Don´t let me call Pressa and Bun in this shit
Bitch, get the fuck from the front of my cell
´Fore you make the police come and run in this shit
If you want a fade, well, fuck all that talkin´, my nigga, we runnin´ that shit
If I wasn´t livin´ the shit that I´m talkin´ on top of the song, I´d be done in this bitch
Smokin´ on gas inside of the cell, I hit it and might lose a lung in this bitch
You see me pass, and you niggas tell, I swear you gon´ lose you a tongue in this bitch

Free Tory
´Til it´s backwards, ain´t no chains for me (Oh)
Breaking these boundaries, I´ll rise and be free
In the darkest place, light shines, we´ll see
Free Tory
´Til it´s backwards, let the truth decree