Tory Lanez – And This Is Just The Intro Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I hope you find somebody more toxic
And y’all go through way more arguments than we did
Y’all go through way more arguments than needed
You better give him the same f*cking treatment
I know it’s just the intro and this shit get deep, but
I’ve got my reasons
I put my work in it, wasn’t worth it
My stresses turned you to the person for somebody else
I made you worth it for somebody else
I endured all of your flaws ’til I broke through all the walls of your guard
Now you’re perfect for somebody else
I’m ‘bout to call her, bruh
I know she’s somewhere with a good guy, no
She’s out with a guy who push a pretty penny
Her friend just let me know she say he gets more paper than me, yeah (Damn)
There goes my ego
This shit is weak though
My heart is cold as shit, it’s bricked
My shit is Shaq at the free-throw
Tryna get you back with all these cheap hoes
And you don’t even peep though
I let you take ’til there was nothing left of me
Seen it all ’til there was nothing left to see
I know she would leave me, what you telling me?
‘Cause when it’s said and done, all I got is these melodies
You wasn’t there when I was selling CDs
Juggin’ at the TD, I was making CCs
Money comin’ out, I’m watchin’ it in 3D
You told me I’d be nothing, now I’m on the TV
Fast forward, couple years later, see me, yeah
Come and see me, yeah
Come and see me, bitch
Car futuristic, should’ve come with three seats
Took the last feedback, it don’t come with TVs
I stopped wearin’ Chrome Hearts and AMIRI jeans
Gettin’ too much money and it’s bustin’ out the seams
Shawty, don’t act like I don’t meet you on the scene
I only slept on you ‘cause you started sellin’ dreams
Oh my God, I don’t even know, I’m so ashamed right now

[Verse 2]
She be f*ckin’ rich niggas since nineteen (Nineteen)
No money inside her bags, just drugs and Maybelline
Seems like money’s got you doing anything
Anything, anything
Servin’ looks, you deaded me all for the finer things
f*ck me good and then you telling me all kinda things
It’s like money’s got you doing different type of things
Honestly, like I don’t know why I did that, but I did, yeah
Girl, I heard you f*cked that nigga in some shit I bought you

It hurts to know that that’s some different shit I taught you, oh
You left me for someone that was icy
With all that ice, don’t you forget

[Chorus]
You gotta come and see me, come and see me, yeah
Come and see me, come and see me, yeah
If it’s on the ‘Gram, on the TV, yeah
Gonna see me, gonna see me, yeah
Come and see me, come and see me, yeah
Come and see me, come and see me, yeah
If it’s on the ‘Gram, on the TV, yeah
Gonna see me, gonna see me, yeah

[Verse 3]
What’s it in for? I’m toxic, you know it (You know it)
Whatever your friends say, I’m not shit, and you know it (You know it)
She hopped in my double-R, she’d rather cry tears in the stars
And she knows them other guys in the double-R, ain’t like ours
Ain’t doing it like us
Movie is playin’ and they ain’t doing it like us
Maybe I’m toxic, maybe I’m not shit
You wanna fuss and fight for some other option
Liquor, I’m gone
Sip, sippin’ ’til I get depressed in this bitch
Then I’ma call you right up on the flip
Fifty reasons why your nigga ain’t shit
f*ck them niggas if I’m not at the top
I go crazy, I’ma make this shit hot
DM your nigga, he blow up your spot
f*ck up the relationship that you got
f*cked it up and now I’m calling you mine
There’s no real intention of making you mine
I just don’t wanna see you with no one else
Like I’m the only one allowed to move on
(I told you)
I’m a f*ck boy for sayin’ that shit, girl, I know it
I don’t deserve you for playin’ that like that, I know it
But through these toxic eyes, I see potential
Took advantage of the fact

[Chorus]
You gotta come and see me, come and see me, yeah
Come and see me, come and see me, yeah
If it’s on the ‘Gram, on the TV, yeah
Gonna see me, gonna see me, yeah
Come and see me, come and see me, yeah
Come and see me, come and see me, yeah
If it’s on the ‘Gram, on the TV, yeah
Gonna see me, gonna see me

[Outro]
Want me call, don’t you? Don’t you?
Every time that I see you, every time that I see you
You, you
Every time that I see you, every time that I see you
Why don’t you return my calls?
You trip out, where I be
Should know, karma see me
Now you don’t got me, see me

Tory Lanez – Dope Boy’s Diary Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Yeah, nothin’ bigger than the Umbrella
Yeah, yeah (Perfect)
Forever, you just gotta feel me, nigga
Lil Tory (Cannon)

[Verse]
Told my bitch, “I love her”, she ain’t say it back
My heart, I can’t play with that
Fuck it, that’s that, and we made it that
Runnin’ through the trap to find my re-up, tryna make it back
BM trippin’, I’m just tryna cop my son his favorite snacks
Love from the Crip, Bloods, and GDs
Scammin’ out the bank, I made like fifty thou’ on TD
In this trap, my homeboys my heart, but shit, I gotta move greedy
Got a budget for the lawyer case I lose with this PD (Perfect)
‘Cause we tryna get more than rich, fuck the fame and all the gliss
My bitch ain’t had tits, so I bought her tits
I’m a lil’ older, so I mold her ’til I taught the bitch
Boy, I woulda swore that she was loyal ’til I caught the bitch
I won’t trust a soul, it’s just me and my pole, playin’ position
On that road, watchin’ jackboys close
Gun closer than the sirens, see if them boys try me
Bitch, I’m openin’ the fire, catchin’ bodies like corona in the virus, nigga
Weed bought the Rolex, crack bought the bussdown
Trappin’ did a home run, scammin’ did a touchdown
Thinkin’ ’bout my son now, know I gotta stay alive
‘Cause I done let him down like four times and I can’t make it five
Cops from a naked eye, watchin’ in a foreign
But we movin’ neat, the DA can’t grant them no warrants (Perfect)
The Birdman with me like Wayne in New Orleans
Rainin’ and pourin’, ragin’ and warin’
Prolly lost my bitch to an athlete
Fuck it, I’ma pull up with another bitch, mad fleek
I remember Crystal done told me I was mad weak
From that day, I never let another bitch embarrass me (Perfect)
I had to wear the same drawers
Goin’ out for weeks, a nigga stank, but this shit paid off
Flexin’ like I own the rental, nigga, I had to play it off
Hoes I put this dick off in they hole just like I’m playin’ golf
Anytime I ran up out of work I sold ’em drywall
I was broke and threw it on the scale ’cause I can’t eyeball
Homie, I just came from bein’ homeless, that’s a sidebar
That’s why with this rap shit I be focused, can’t take time off
Boy, I’m not a killer, but don’t push me, that’s on my mama
‘Cause my killers out there swimmin’ in the deep end
‘Fore he knew that nigga drowned ’cause he was deep in
Scoreboard, bitch, you playin’ on the defense
My lil’ niggas catchin’ bodies every weekend
My lil’ shooter made the movie with the sequence
Play with us and we gon’ turn that nigga pretense
In the foreign, picked him up from out the precinct
‘Cause he gon’ still put in that pressure ’til the beef ends, ayy
I wanna cheat but I’ll prolly kill her if she cheat on me
Homicidal thoughts don’t mix with Gs on me
Plus I be with Gs, homie, stick hot like ninety-eight degrees on me
Trigger finger itchy like some fleas on me
Sleepin’ on my nigga sofa, sleepin’ on the floor
I couldn’t even tell a bitch, “Come over”
Now it’s all Dior all on my body like my melatonin
Niggas took the stand, I can’t believe them boys were tellin’ on me
Street shit is hella phony, yeah
Look in my eyes, you see I’m dodgin’ all the demons
Came a long way from swipin’ fraud cards at all the Neiman’s (Perfect)
I was plottin’ and schemin’, poppin’ bad beans and shit
I thought it, then dreamed it, turned it to reality
This a fatality, killin’ any nigga sayin’ he got the same style as me
I’m the only rapper sayin’ shit with no apology
Pull up, you could holler, B
Your favorite rapper’s shit just ain’t as hot as me
Tory (Perfect)

[Outro]
Ayy, spittin’ fire in the booth
Forgiato tires on the coupe
OGs lookin’ at me like they inspired to be me, when I aspired to be you
It’s crazy but it’s true
Damn, yeah
90310 run this shit, you know what’s goin’ on, nigga
Big U, big Umbrella

Lil Yachty – Riley From the Boondocks Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, moonwalk, beat like a boom box (Beat)
With the shits like I’m Riley from The Boondocks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With lil’ bro on the block, he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits and Nike socks
And Maybach Mitch on the beat too, bitch

[Verse 1]
Ooh, bitch, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, bitch, Ike Turner the beat
600 degrees
Baby just want a degree
I’ma pay all of the fees
Yup, told her, “We need more like you”
Really need less like me
I’ma Slimeball like Nudy
I slang wood like Judy
488, red ruby
Wait, I cannot fuck with the Jakes
Hmm, unless it’s TD
Slide on yo bitch like a CD
Rarely seen, when I am, it’s a Kodak
You niggas snitchin’, I already know that
Make a decision by makin’ decision
These niggas be switchin’, I’ma have to cut ’em
But touch my umbrella
We can’t be related ’cause I’m a go-getter
And he’s just too lazy, the Glock got the laser
The pump got the laser, the Uzi, a laser
The AR, a laser, I’m strapped, don’t do tasers
Yeah, turn you to a tater
Just got an AP and stomp out like the Raiders
I prayed to be best, I’m like crackin’ away from
I’m cool with my neighbors, they plot with the mayors
I can’t get in trouble
I only back down if I’m shootin’, I double
She ride on the dick like the bike with the muffle
I said I had one, but I keep me a couple
I can’t do no scuffle

[Chorus]
Uh, moonwalk, beat like a boom box (Beat)
With the shits like I’m Riley from The Boondocks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With lil’ bro on the block, he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits and Nike socks
Uh, moonwalk, beat like a boom box (Beat)
With the shits like I’m Riley from The Boondocks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With lil’ bro on the block, he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits and Nike socks

[Verse 2]
Hmm, shit, I got Nike money (Checks)
Signed with QC and started actin’ funny
Changed my number five times since you’ve had it, dummy
I’m outside, it’s V-Live, come and press it, dummy (Damn)
I ain’t givin’ clout (Nope), I ain’t givin’ clout (Nope)
Lick that pussy ’til it’s squirtin’ like a sprinkler spout
Fuck her once, then I took her to the In-N-Out
Bitch, I’m all about the gang, ain’t no signin’ out
Yeah, we vibin’ out, and they ridin’ out
Bet you say the wrong thing, then we wildin’ out
Don’t you get it? Aim it at your fitted
This ain’t New Edition, VVS’ glisten
I was raised by the loaders, they don’t ever listen
Disrespect boys, then we X boys

[Chorus]
Uh, moonwalk, beat like a boom box (Beat)
With the shits like I’m Riley from The Boondocks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With lil’ bro on the block, he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits (And what?) and Nike socks
Uh, moonwalk, beat like a boom box (Beat)
With the shits like I’m Riley from The Boondocks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With lil’ bro on the block, he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits (And what?) and Nike socks

Taylor Gang – Gang Gang

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
I’m rollin’ up that motivation
They don’t never give me no credit
No alerts turned on my phone
So I ain’t get your message
Got these women all in they feelings
Over call backs and all that
Man, tell these hoes that I’m big time
And I’m Mannie Fresh, how you love that
That bank card like uh
Rich nigga, no limit
Top off when it pop off
With her head down, how I’m livin’
Bitch, stay out your feelings
Keep it G and get rich
She came over, that’s game over
She here talkin’ with Rich
I told lite(?) that it’s go time
If she bout that then it’s lit
Cap’ just call me on FaceTime
While smokin’ joints with your bitch
That’s G-A-N-G
Gotta say it two times
20 cents on me
In the party, I got two dimes, for sure
[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang

[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
All these hoes in my phone
They be out to get me
Swear I ain’t really doin’ nothing wrong
I been goin’ so damn hard
And I ain’t seen it in so long
My legs tired from runnin’ game
But I thank God I’m strong
Every day I gotta fight
Cause I’m puttin’ on for my fam
100 mil all in my will
Was always in the plan
Hell yeah, that come with it
I sacrifice for the game
Baby girl, she layed up
I’m countin’ dough with my gang
Wizzle man, stay gettin’ high
Young Veggies doin’ the same thing
I ain’t sayin’ no names
All I know is go bang
All these hoes is insane
But all my bitches go HAM
Fit them girls in the van
Young Veggies the man
Like 10 years, I’m still ridin’ round with my

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
I got all these niggas screamin’ gang gang
I got all these niggas screamin’ gang gang
Tell me why these niggas screamin’ gang gang
I’m the one that got you screamin’ gang gang
Pop it please, rollin’ lots of trees, you ain’t coppin ‘these
Mommy these is St. Laurent jeans, now gon’and top me
I get pussy cause I’m poppin’, car pull up, I drop it
If it’s money then we talk it, if it’s not, you need to stop it
Got a girl but I need options, you like one, take ya pick
Love some black girls but this white one lookin’ thick
IG takin’ flicks, she TD, takin’ dick
Khalifa man, take your bitch, one rule, make me rich

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang
Gang gang, gang gang