Tory Lanez You Thought Wrong

(CashMoney AP)

Just in case

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

I got so many of them on the rebound

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

I got too many, too many, ah

Just in case

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

Gotta keep it real with you I thought you were down

You thought that I wouldn’t get down (you were down)

You thought that I wouldn’t get down (super down)

You thought that I wouldn’t get down (you were down)

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

2K on my Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent)

Spent a few K on my latest charm (latest charm)

Did you see what I put on my baby, ah

These rocks so big, it look like it’s from Flintstones

And my bitch bad

Gave you all my love

And you sent it back

Now I got a new thang who don’t be on mood swings

Who be on that new thang, got at least two thangs on her

Just in case

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

I got so many of them on the rebound

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

I got too many, too many, ah

Just in case

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

Gotta keep it real with you I thought you were down

You thought that I wouldn’t get down (you were down)

You thought that I wouldn’t get down (super down)

You thought that I wouldn’t get down (you were down)

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

Probably, when I think I need some Hennessy

Baby girl, you’re fucking up my energy

Get in that pussy so good, you gon’ remember me

Know I put that screw all on the top

I get that lean, baby, hop in that Beam, baby, yeah-ah

I’m inbetween baby, like me and the v, yeah-ah

Jimmy Iovine, baby ’cause you know that I got you in the scope

And I’m popping when I got it in the door

Smoking presidential, got it in the smoke, oh yeah

Baby, we got big shit to do

I’ma rich nigga, you can join a rich nigga crew if you is

Count money ’til your wrist switch to blue

It’s a cash money game, baby, fast money game

And I still got my ex-girl calling

I’m just out here balling

Took my brand new ting out to Miami just to spoil her (yeah)

Switch it up, rip it up, flip it up, took my bitch out the to the garden

‘Til when you see me balling with the shawty, know it’s

Just in case

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

I got so many of them on the rebound

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

I got too many, too many, ah

Just in case

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

Gotta keep it real with you I thought you were down

You thought that I wouldn’t get down (you were down)

You thought that I wouldn’t get down (super down)

You thought that I wouldn’t get down (you were down)

You thought that I wouldn’t get down

That’s a fucking fact

But, it’s all good, though

‘Cause, you know what I’ma do?

No, real shit, you know what I’ma do?

I’ma keep, I’ma keep motherfucking balling

I’ma keep, I’ma keep motherfucking balling

All y’all stupid ass hoes, y’all been falling

All y’all stupid ass hoes, y’all been falling

I’ma keep, keep balling

Alright, cool

Tory Lanez Lucky You

I got a million flows

I can go silly with those

I gotta pocket rocket down to

Cock and chop and pop a nigga that really impose

Niggas that’s wit me is villains in hoodies that lost all they good and they feelings on road

It’s so appealing the feeling of killing a nigga that pose get milly vanillied with those

Turn a beef plate to a cheese stake

Bitch I be really in philly with those

Neck rocky as a blizzard a nigga flex gotten bigger my wrist is so chilly it froze

Really I’m colder than Eva my niggas going for what ever

Niggas gripped up

5th tucked in the snow storm or the weather

Sand storm or the dessert

Hand drawn on a dessy

Leave his whole body bloody like shorty done put in her tampon on already

Shooting with a Vietnam cannon out the peter arm on the levy

See the charms on already

We go to jail, shit a be fine we’ll meet up with friends

Cause all of our mans gone already

Nigada nigada I’ma do a 3 in week

I gave the Jeep a receipt

Either the double R stitching it’s that or the Bentley B in the seat

I got my D in a freak

I gotta be in repeat

She wanna eat every morning

I treat it like porridge and gave her the cream of the wheat

And I rock it like P and a B

I don’t cop it less it’s Louie Gucci

On the pocket or even a D and a G cause the way that the money piling

I’ll be wilding till a nigga makin a b in a week

Fuck niggas hating on me but I’m Gary Payton always on the team with the green

With a money counter

Cause when I’m accounting

It be money coming in and coming out it

Paper cut da money dummy nigga I been thumbing out it

trying not to run up out it in a fist fight with a knife nigga brought a gun up out it

Don’t you run up out it

Hit a nigga with a mini Mack

Is he really dat bad that I gotta hit him with a bigger get mattafact riddle me that

I’m litterly at the spot that he said he’d be at

But where is he at

Like really nigga is you really telling me that

Like I ain’t prepared to hit em with a felony act

Like what you thought I never react

Have a nigga looking like he tryna fight Mario when a nigga put a hole shell in his back fuck niggas yelling it back

Niggas get high and start hating on a real nigga it’s like nigga smoking on jealousy pack

But I got the remedy

I got the shooters with hidden identities

Fuck who you send at me

I got a stack on me long as a ruler and centipede I got that Geneve

I got the energy

I got the money power and enemies

I go to business

I’m asking these niggas for 60 percent of the entity

No one defending me

Niggas is talking

But no one offending me

Niggas know what the result of the end a be

Niggas won’t know how to find where they men a be

I’ma way different nigga on Hennessy

I got the recipe

None of y’all niggas sit next to me

Guard where your head and ya chess a be

No I’m not Mya but you get the best of me…

Tory Lanez Woods

[Intro:]

Let y’all niggas know what it is

We all the way live

Shout out to my bitches do the postal

[Hook:]

I get Céline for my bitch that do the postal

I get that brick, I get that bird from coast to coastal

I hit the papi then them bitches screamin’, “Aye!”

I mix then pump my wrist and whip until it’s dry

I threw that dope and all that dodi in the bushes

I heard the feds were lookin’ for me, got to book it

I know you’re sellin’ but you need to cut the price

I get the pack and run that bitch like Jerry Rice

[Verse 1:]

Yeah I got that A1 perrico

Connect and I call me a Hector

I got ones that want the wholesale

I got ones that want the sectors

I got love for all my niggas

That’ll come and break it down in sections

Funny all these niggas pussy

All the time I’m walkin’ I don’t need protection

I got a check on me right now

My ring lookin’ like a lighthouse

All of them bitches you seen on their Instagram flexin’

Be fuckin’ at my house

Trappin’ all out of the B

Play Picasso on the beat

Niggas pissy just to get me out

They know it’s 50 thousand for the feat, sheesh

Let me tell you somethin’ ’bout this chick that I got

I’m a buy her new Céline if she keeps mixin’ my pot

She stay all up in the kitchen in that trap, in the B

She don’t twerk but with that work I swear that ass is a beast

[Hook:]

I get Céline for my bitch that do the postal

I get that brick, I get that bird from coast to coastal

I hit the papi then them bitches screamin’, “Aye!”

I mix then pump my wrist and whip until it’s dry

I threw that dope and all that [?] in the bushes

I heard the feds were lookin’ for me, got to book it

I know you’re sellin’ but you need to cut the price

I get the pack and run that bitch like Jerry Rice

[Verse 2:]

For the apologies

I made so much money this year

These niggas could never ever say they copied me

Ed Sheeran covers on my shit

These niggas could never ever say they’re stoppin’ me

Fuck the apology

I got some bad bitches rollin’, you know that they gotta be

All of my money colored like Monopoly, yeah

Tell all them bitches

I’m rollin’, I’m smokin’, I’m sippin’ on Hennessy, yeah

Beside them bitches that came up from Memphis

My chick only 10 I see, yeah

Energy, energy, I got that bitch off the Hennessy

All my diamonds white like they’re in supremacy

All my bitches 10s like that’s just the Tennessee

[Hook:]

I get Céline for my bitch that do the postal

I get that brick, I get that bird from coast to coastal

I hit the papi then them bitches screamin’, “Aye!”

I mix then pump my wrist and whip until it’s dry

I threw that dope and all that [?] in the bushes

I heard the feds were lookin’ for me, got to book it

I know you’re sellin’ but you need to cut the price

I get the pack and run that bitch like Jerry Rice

Tory Lanez Ms. Backseat Love / The Gut Feeling

Know you heard about me

So what’s the word about me

That me and my niggas done came up

And she gotta remember he weak

So she grindin on me

Perfect timin on me

In the backseat of my Range oh

Shawty I’m gon put it down, down

Shawty I’m gon put it down, down

Shawty I’m gon put it down

Shawty I’m gon put it down, down

I’m caught up in the motherfuckin…

Backseat with your love

Nah, I’m tryna keep it real with ya’ll niggas man

Ya know what I’m sayin?

Like this shit sound crazy but happy, you know what I’m sayin?

Shawty fucked me in the back of my car nigga

I call er backseat love nigga

Lil Ms. Backseat Love

(Tell us how it happened nigga)

You know wut I’m sayin?

It happened like woopty woo

Pass me the blunt

So like woopty woo… Shawty came through

And I was like yo hop in the whip

We sip, we smoke

Shawty just started coming onto the fargo so I’m like

Yo I’ve gotta take her down like Chris Brown baby

You know wut I’m sayin?

Took her to the backseat

Whum whum nigga we get it in

But here’s the crazy part though

Remember homie we slit on the other day?

It’s this nigga’s bitch

It’s homie bitch my nigga

(Bro get the fuck out of here)

Yea, risky business nigga

He said I ain’t gonna front though

Like I still fuck around to hit that bitch like today my nigga

Like this shit crazy nigga

That head top was crazy, I’m tryna go up

Ya feel me nigga?

As I stand on my toes, playin my boss

My foot leg in the snow cold

As the window brim when it breather and it blow

Try to live like Christ in the image of em

But life with these niggas from a lost breed, double crossing thoughts to breed in

Droppin out with no job made it hard to succeed, fuck

I’m putting in work but I’m stuck

I’m pushin this work but it sucks

Down in that third like my worth made bucks

Fuck it! I’m livin amongst rugged niggas that go fuck with niggas

With fuckin digits and as long as they surround yo kin

Come and kick it, oh fuck with the one

Nothing under this sun exquisite

Sink into my stomach as I laugh and brag with some of my youngins from this rotten onion

Just the thought alone that Shawty having my phone and number

Hit my call, I knew that there was more in store for me

The rock inside, I knew that it was more important for me

10, but ain’t this who I am

Convincing myself dear mama, wasn’t go tell em that

She got them rolled on and drop low’s

Exploded 4’s on er

I know she knows wussup, nowhere to go but up

Tory Lanez Mama Told Me

[Hook:]

My mama always told me I would have the hits

She wasn’t alive to see me have a hit

Had to make decisions, go and hit the road

[Verse 1:]

That was back when Keisha and Nelly had a kid

Nigga had to sell about a quarter ounce

Sold pop of front of summin’ like a whore house

He said why you never get to see me at the crib

Step mama moved in, nigga so I bounced

Real shit, if I had to sell a quarter water

Only thing I gotta do I get rent pay

Told the teachers, nigga I’m a be a fuckin’ rebel

Dropped out next week, that was 10th grade

Yeah, rich young nigga, I came up

Told you niggas I would get my change up

Put 7 8 9 10 chains up

Fuck the gram

This show me where I came from

Yo

Know we in the place

Hit the Ricky Bobby with the.40 on my waist

Gold grill shinin’ like a Rollie in my face

I just hit a point like I’m Kobe with the play

Talkin’ to the kid, dawg, niggas pissed off

We came here after the plays lift off

Nigga, you are now talkin’ to the kid, foo’

Lot of niggas talk the shit but they ain’t really with the shit

For a rich nigga, rich nigga

All my niggas stars, when you see us

You are lookin’ at a big dipper

Oh boy, oh God, let a nigga win, we gon’ buy the whole store

One umbrella, yeah

I told you niggas I told you niggas

[Hook:]

My mama always told me I would have the hits

She wasn’t alive to see me have a hit

Had to make decisions, go and hit the road

[Verse 2:]

Young black nigga stickin’ to the code

Had a court case I done tossed that

Couple ex bitches I divorced that

I remember when I could not afford that

Couldn’t even sign for it, had to forge that

Eh, money on my mind, got the ambition and the grind

Hang a fuck nigga like he dryin’

One twelfth rhyme

Bout to order stake with the fries

Used to eat the main chow chicken with the salad one time

Every nigga workin’ in the trap

Pray to Lord, help you if you servin’ with the strap

Wait, J., you know I deserve me a plaque

If it ain’t comin’ to me, nigga, I murder a track

I’m a rich young nigga from the (416)

Same bitches hatin’ they be on my dick

Every year boy, we real heavy ova here, boy

I waited for my time, now the shit is finally here, boy

[Interlude:]

Finally here boy

My niggas finally here boy

All the shit up in a year boy

Standing right here boy

It’s clear boy

When I step up in the airport, hold up

Wall to wall money, I done did it

Nigga I’m the truth and I admit it

Contracts gettin’ written I’m the nigga

Air Jordan, my nation, Scottie Pippen

Killas on the payroll

They’ll shoot it if I say so

2014, I ain’t really for the beef

I just want the fuckin’ peso

Yeah, and the cheese with the queso

100 G in the case, Lord

We was just some lil niggas last year

Playin’ with them lil things off safe mode

Young nigga, had to get the money and the funds quicker

I don’t wanna have niggas sleepin’ on my shit

After a nigga dropped this one

Tory Lanez Karrueche

I don’t know if you belong to someone else

I know that I want you to myself

They might say I ain’t shit for this

Just know that I meant everything I said to you

If in fact that you decide, I wanna take it all up off of your body

If in fact that you’ll be mine, I wanna take it all up off of your body

Pretty miss Karrueche, I’m sippin’ on this D’usse

I ain’t throwin’ no shade, I just want you to myself

Pretty miss Karrueche, I’m sippin’ on this D’usse

I ain’t throwin’ no shade, I just want you to myself

If I’m wrong then let me be wrong, let me be wrong baby

For thinking that you don’t need someone

I can make you feel like your heart won’t do

Like it’s you first time going strong

I want you to be mine

Now if you decide, you say you gon’ mine

To that house by my side

Shawty don’t deny, I ain’t asking for a reply

Just hard to say goodbye

Pretty miss Karrueche, I’m sippin’ on this D’usse

I ain’t throwin’ no shade, I just want you to myself

Pretty miss Karrueche, I’m sippin’ on this D’usse

I ain’t throwin’ no shade, I just want you to myself

If I’m wrong then let me be wrong, let me be wrong baby

For thinking that you don’t need someone

I can make you feel like your heart won’t do

Like it’s your first time, going strong

Make you feel like your heart won’t do

Like it’s you first time going strong

I want you to be mine

If I’m wrong and I know, I gotta know

At the top sippin’ baby

Can we smoke one more time? I gotta know

At the top sippin’ baby

Just to go back to my night, all I want

I know what to do with it, I’ma keep it true with it

I know, I know what to do with it

A man can only dream of it, so I’ma dream of yours

I know what to do with it, I ain’t being rude with it

This ain’t for Teyana, this one here for you, baby

Bring your ass to Toronto, while all I wanna do is

Bring you to the condo

Hey you can let your stresses go

Tory Lanez Crew

[Verse 1:]

I know summer time, down south, girls wear white tee’s

All my New York, up-state girls in the Nike’s

But all my T.O. girls, you know I got you

And in line if they ask I say not the truth

Only want to make you mine

And take it slow, and take my time

So this one here is just for you

You sliding by later shawty, me and my crew

[Hook:]

Pull up on them girls, and we swinging on fo’

Uh

Pull up on them girls, and we swinging on fo’

Uh

Tell me where you at shawty, tell me what you know

Uh

Pull up on them girls, and we swinging on fo’

[Verse 2:]

This for my Houston girl, my New York Girl

And T.O. girl, my Creole girl

My hold the phone and press record

That TiVo girl, and she so thorough

And don’t think a nigga forgot about my B. More girls

That rock them weaves, and see them curls

Say fuck a hater, she don’t care

So this one represents my heart

Even though I had you from the start

So this one here is just for you

I’m sliding by later shawty, me and my crew

[Hook:]

Pull up on them girls, and we swinging on fo’

Uh

Pull up on them girls, and we swinging on fo’

Uh

Tell me where you at shawty, tell me what you know

Uh

Pull up on them girls, and we swinging on fo’

Tory Lanez Tim Duncan

[Chorus:]

I’m legendary with this balling like I’m Tim Duncan

Couple shooters in the cut and ya I’m Tim Duncan

We just trying to go to gym my niggas still thugging

I got shooters right beside like I’m Tim Duncan

[Verse 1:]

I got shooters in the cut like I’m Tim Duncan

We just trying to go to gym but niggas still thugging

I left the trap and I came back and it was still jumping

Bitch I deserve a check for balling like I’m Tim Duncan

I went out with all them shooters and I’m still jumping

Grandma kicked me out the crib and I was still hustling

I went out to all them corners trying to deal something

If the feds pull me over I’m gon peel on em

Don’t know bitch, you don’t know bitch you don’t know

I just pulled the I8 out the 1-0

Batman got that money then you don’t know

If Batman got that money then you don’t know

Shooters in the cut like I’m Tim Duncan

Send my ass to school and I was still flunking

I walk in the trap and I see real niggas

I walk in the trap and I see real niggas

I see real niggas

I walk in the trap and I see real niggas

Tim Duncan

Now I got fish scales all up in the trap house

I got big scales all up in the trap house

A bitch from Rexdale trapping out my dime house

I got a Nextel trapping out my dime house

Whip a hundred bricks just like a hundred load

I got two hundred bitches fucking in a bungalow

I got two sisters doing shit that they ain’t done before

I ain’t no fool, I put that icing on that Dunking Donut, ya I do it

I, ok, I’m ok

But I’m high with some Rosé, you know it

I don’t fly with that foreplay, all them eyes

Lil mama don’t forget I’m Mr. Ring around the Rosé

Nigga fuck with me I bring your ting around the Rosé

Forty on my side don’t let me ring it around your forehead

We gon make a movie with you nigga like we Scorsese

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]

Pull up ya you know I’m with them shooters

All we do is exhale with that Uber

Love me baby, love me like Katrina

Smoking dope I’m know I’m off it

Going Tim Duncan with all of the shooters, with all of the shooters

Cause they call it murder but we who they calling to do it, we who they calling to do it

Love me baby, love a nigga

Pulling out the lot stunting on a couple niggas

Only with a couple hittas

Only let a couple bitches cook up in this kitchen nigga

Hit a lick with all my young niggas, now my whip is Kristy Yamaguchi

My wrist and my neck is on brr brr and now them niggas thinking that its Gucci

Niggas talking at you loosely

Dawg I give a fuck about your so called shooters that’ll come and shoot me

It’s not what we used to

Dawg I be used to these bitches

Fuck… for them bitches

Fuck the room ain’t got no rules for them bitches

Fuck the room I got the roof for them bitches

Pop the… no room for them bitches

In the bathroom Fruit of Loom on them bitches

When the lie I got the proof for them bitches

If she dry I got some lube for them bitches

Fucking on lil mama goo

I can tell she from the hood

All I got is Hennessy for her and some weed for her couple nugs

Popping off a couple juggs

Shottas in a couple hoods

Niggas that’ll come and wash that

Cooking niggas come and sauce that

Money on a couple tables

It’s not that she love me she want to fuck with a young nigga that’s getting money

Motherfucker understanding where I get paper my nigga I’m cool

I put that everything like its sauce nigga

I be on everything like a boss nigga

Handling play just like lacrosse nigga

[Outro:]

Ya you know I’m done talking nigga

Fuck around and try niggas

You make the mandem pull up on this

Let the dawgs they’ll just bite ya

Know what I’m saying

You let the dawgs out they’ll bite y’all you feel me

Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan

Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan

Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan

Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan

Tory Lanez Bodmon Song

Shawty, you know how I’m strokin’ on it

When I pull up 4 in the mawning

We can smoke, girl, if you want it

We can smoke just roll up pon it

I do the things that you wann’ do

All of the things that you want too

Do anything cause I want you

Do anything cause I want you

Oh, pull up in designer

Girl, that body’s purer than water

Smell like Dasani

Sippin’ on Henny

‘Bout to hit your bitch with that see you in the mañana

Mi need a bad one by me

Mi need a bad one beside me

They see dem suck pussy boi, try me

Bodmon, you can’t do ah man grimy

Mi gun on me

Case infahmah wan’ come find mi

Smokin’ on Bob Marley

Mi hit di stage and di gyal jump ‘pon mi

A bodmon song

A bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah

One bodmon song

One bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah

When I pull up in dah mawning

Pure Hennessy we nah do no Gin & Tonic

Fuckin’ boi, dem dem wann’ find me

Fire fi dem, now we nah chill with informants

No man ah make it from my ends

And no man ah tek way from my space

Mi pray dem jah jah bless all di likkle yutes

A bodmon song

A bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah

One bodmon song

One bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah

Dis a bodmon song

Dis a bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah

One bodmon song

One bodmon song man ah sing, yeah

Tory Lanez Benevolent

Hey, you’re watching One Umbrella TV

Lil fuckers, fuckers tryna fuck with me earlier

Pull up, pull up

Oh fuck

No, come here, cousin? Why boy?

Fuck

Look, first off he was tellin’ pussy niggas, story up

I was trappin’ out in Brampton, my whole high school year, courted up

Man, H time in the Bando’s all boarded up, still know it’s us

Had a Benz coupe at 17, now it’s Rolls Royce

When I’m rollin’ up, I hit the beach for a brief day

South Beach on a leaf case, cash all in it and a nigga bring that shit to each state

Talkin’ Miami to the peach state

Diddy to them bitches, sent them out for cheesecake

In a mission when I sent them niggas on a death wish for a piece day

Got a Rollie, Audemars Piguet, nigga, pete sakes

Now it’s Richard Milles on the wrist, that’s round half a mill for a clean face

Brick walls in a log house ’cause they put a nigga in a dog house

Some soul with it, I be still in it, if I logged out, man

Last night brought twin bitches to the twin tellies

Off of twin celly, had him lookin’ like straight Meek Nelly in the strip deli

I still feel I seen it all, so shit niggas tell me ain’t shit to tell me

I be in it for a long time, niggas still pass, homie, ain’t shit could feel me

Uh, Pablo, my chick Tata

Nice breasts with the high thighs like KFC

Only thing missin’ was the hot fries and the coco

Make warm but it’s the coco

Brown skin on a black woman, only time I’m fuckin’ with the cocos

Lil mama get stupider

Say she want all of me, that’s a quarter me

What I’ma do with her?

My baby ma’s so fuckin’ lit, man, I wish there was two of her

I just put it in a new BMW ’cause the Lamborghini that I just copped not for the two of us

Don’t get it twisted, if she come on tour then I gotta cop ma her own tour bus

Back and forth on a Rolls so much, I don’t get to go home much

Lot of shit glowed up

Wrist lit, shit froze up

And we just gettin’ to the, ah

So incredible, baby

This that type shit you just, you drop the wig on the donk

Look in the skies, say, “God’s great”

Uh

Fell asleep in first class and woke in Dubai

Club whites, parkers, lookin’ like Fourth of July

Instagram story clickin’ tryna save the moment

Sexy woman sell the pussy but we ain’t condone it

I woke up in the hospital at 2 P.M

Abudhabi club party, try do me in

Paramedic talkin’, tell me in the ambulance

I could barely hear this nigga, just the ambiance

Plain face Richard Mille on my wrist

Last year I didn’t even know that shit exists

Ayy, sheriff, put me on every watch, then I roll around

4 years ago, we were talkin’ paddies, it’s over now

Shout out my nigga Ed, deserve the greatest dude

Look at the Rollie like I’m in love with the shape of you

Brown face Presidential, Obama

Top floor of the truck, like I got no honour

I never said it though I kinda said it

I’m cruisin’ through New York in a 9/11

Used to fuck Junie round 9/11

Fly nigga in the buildin’ like 9/11

35 up at Gucci, nigga

Charlamagne say you stupid, nigga

Say I look a L, I never miss a win

Big bank, next day, did that shit again

Uh, screamin’, “God’s great”

Made another mill, sayin’, “God’s great”

The donk lookin’ like a drop Wraith

Copped the car cash, nigga, for the cop face

Uh, legit, baby

We always wanted to be it, baby

Shit, well this is it, baby

Uh, Fargo, this is it, baby