Tory Lanez - Litty Again (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse] And it goes on k** a p**y n***a with his pantyhose on The gun is equipped for what ever hand it goes on To k** a backpack n***a with his Jansport on Geek a** n***a Dweeb a** n***a Never had a G-pa** n***a 'Bout to ski mask his a** and eat fast n***a Pull the heat fast and blast And leave that n***a With his seat back n***a I'm a number one n***a in no time I been waiting for a n***a to give me the showtime In the jungle waiting for you to slip on the oak vine I'ma do this n***a like I was chewing a pork rind n***a Eminem couldn't get ya to a million on the gram Chris Brown tried, n***a failed both times I done took ya page to a million in a day If you ask me n***a I’m ya motherf**ing cosign I'ma 'bout to hit the p**y a** n***a with a clothesline I'ma have to catch a n***a slipping in my own time I just took da flame on a private a** plane Out to Ma**achusetts catch this n***a slipping in his home town Ya see what go around come around and go around So I got his hoe going round like it go around Let these n***as know I’m not the one to toe-to-toe around Singing a** n***a not the one to leave your hoe around I'm about to hit him with the end of the K Word to my n***as in Heaven I’m 'bout to send em away I’m exhausted I k** this n***a two times 24 hours man this sh** been a repetitive day n***a tell me is it Joyner Lucas, Lucas Joyner? I’m the n***a who destroy ya Coupe deploy ya, label drop ya, who’s the lawyer? Buy ya contract from them back and be who employ ya Oops, I’m going, who condoning? Juice and jonesing Met ya b**h she too conjointed Tryna ask this p**y a** n***a who da f** want smoke But the lightskin n***as in ya crew too spooked to join in I'ma nasty n***a and you could ask the n***a The shotty dumping popping up outta the backseat, n***a I’m bout to leave his body bloodier than a maxi, n***a I tax these n***as, get at these n***as, attack these n***as The venom is a arachne, n***a I’m 'bout k** da man and da man that done backed these n***as And blam any man that try to dap you n***as Clap any stan fan that attract you n***as See ya daddy was a musician that never made it 'Cause when you was born n***a it was you or him Shattered knowing he would never make it as a artist And the odds of his life prolly be 2 to 1 But I give it to him cause he didn’t run I guess he figured, "man when you look at it in a nutshell All I got is a failed music career and My revenge is giving that sh** to my son" I'ma flossy n***a They try to toss me n***a The 45th I get em off me n***a I block n***as Chris Bosh these n***as I got figures pish posh to n***as I dump n***as, jump, criss cross these n***as The pump leave 'em slumped, car seat n***a The skunk in the trunk was an awkward n***a That thought he didn’t need to have caution with him A cornball with a Boston fitted I said hold up my n***a man this sh** craze You f**ed AYLEK$ man that sh** craze n***a said out here running threesomes with a n***a that’s in court dealing with the kid cases I'ma hit a stain then I hit a bad one Pull up on da n***a hold em up for ransom I got five different plaques this year, you did whole song with Eminem and you still don’t even have one n***a Damn my lil homie that’s a bad one n***a Really feel bad for you it’s a sad one n***a Hold your head steady maybe you could have one n***a Hit me for a hook and maybe get a plaque young n***a Shout go out to Wayno and Ak my n***a Tomorrow they’ll be talking 'bout you got smacked young n***a From the pack my n***a I’m keeping this sh** a stack my n***a That "Litty" verse was wack my n***a They go hard my dawg, I go harder n***a Atcha head with the fade like a barber n***a Try to come for the boat and I'ma harbor n***as Be smart like a Harvard n***a don’t start with n***as And he gotta problem with us But I know how to solve it n***a This is my son I'ma tell 'em like Star Wars, "Lucas I’m your father" n***a You a perpetrating, work for hire, twerk for payment Busta Rhymes impersonating, worthless baby, irks him daily Hurts to say it, burger flipping, birthed in 80s Tryna be a 90s baby, thirty something tryna chase it Tryna make it, rocks designer, kinda fakes it Hates to face it That he’ll never be a n***a that be placed for A-list, damn Here’s what he’s thinking right now "I’m Joyner Lucas, why did i start it with this guy? Tory lanez coming back what am I gonna do this time? They ain't like none of my diss lines Everybody knows I can spit it in quick time Even if the lines is as sh**ty as 6ix9ine’s But this time they just ain’t letting me get by f** I’m finna do with this sh** now Damn I know this n***a 'bout to be wild Know this n***a bout to k** me on it OD now Don’t nobody ever wanna book me for a show I ain’t got no songs when I go I spit freestyles Try to make songs 'bout depression But nobody ever get it So I take it out on popping n***as beats now I ain’t never ever trapped I ain’t never slung a gat But the world don’t know so I'm a G now Man, what the f** wrong with him I know something wrong with him I got a hundred bunch o' bullets 'bout to put 'em all in him n***a walked in with a hundred rounds in him And he seen a n***a chicken I was comin' down in it Glock nine n***a gotta run around with it I'ma son a n***a, keep it at least one-a-round with it Backpack n***as ain't sellin' no records Better dumb it down with it when you come around with it [Outro] This sh** is easy man Yo it's crazy n***a I'm really-, I'm really-, I'm really being very generous, you know? Like I'm really doing you a favor, it's not a lot of n***as in my status that come down just to, you know, to come down and spank you n***as, pause man It's crazy, but you know I'ma do for you what n***as didn't do for me - that's older brother status So if you blow from this point on, I'm your cosign n***a, you know what it is Ayy Slow, that's facts right? Big facts, word to Ralph, n***a, word to big Jevante too, n***a You know what's going on n***a-, you know what the f**'s going on n***a One Umbrella gang, n***a