Tory Lanez Gleerious lyrics
Gleerious
Tory Lanez
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[Verse 1: 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, crra-ta, trra-ta-ta
My diamonds sick, call me [?]
Back in school them teachers called me fool
Said I wouldn't be nothin'
I know that it hurt they soul
Whenever they see see me stuntin'
Came back to my high school in Lambos and Jags
Bitch, you was in class, I was out there chasin' bags
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
I still feel like I'm old gin and juice finna make the trap, ayy
This is 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
Old gin and juice finna makе the trap, ayy
This is for my trappers sellin' work from 'round thе 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
[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
Yeah, bitch, I feel like Yak, in this bag, a big old MAC, yeah
And the tire all back, yeah, only Sniper, that's facts, yeah
Until the day [?] steady killin' ayy
[?] drop [?] my own mission, ayy
Yeah, I shot some opps, I popped some tops
But I ain't snitchin', ayy
Pewm, pewm pewm pewm, pewm
Pewm pewm pewm, pewm, uh
[?] fold, I wanna scope like [?], uh
[?] cut back that circle, I caught lots of cases
Pullin' up, drop top wraith
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
I still feel like I'm old gin and juice finna make the trap, ayy
This is 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
Old gin and juice finna make the trap, ayy
This is 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
[Verse 1: 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, crra-ta, trra-ta-ta
My diamonds sick, call me [?]
Back in school them teachers called me fool
Said I wouldn't be nothin'
I know that it hurt they soul
Whenever they see see me stuntin'
Came back to my high school in Lambos and Jags
Bitch, you was in class, I was out there chasin' bags
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
I still feel like I'm old gin and juice finna make the trap, ayy
This is 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
Old gin and juice finna makе the trap, ayy
This is for my trappers sellin' work from 'round thе 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
[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
Yeah, bitch, I feel like Yak, in this bag, a big old MAC, yeah
And the tire all back, yeah, only Sniper, that's facts, yeah
Until the day [?] steady killin' ayy
[?] drop [?] my own mission, ayy
Yeah, I shot some opps, I popped some tops
But I ain't snitchin', ayy
Pewm, pewm pewm pewm, pewm
Pewm pewm pewm, pewm, uh
[?] fold, I wanna scope like [?], uh
[?] cut back that circle, I caught lots of cases
Pullin' up, drop top wraith
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
I still feel like I'm old gin and juice finna make the trap, ayy
This is 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
Old gin and juice finna make the trap, ayy
This is 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
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