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Tory Lanez

Genres: Hip-Hop

For Real Lyrics - Tory Lanez

Straight facts, nigga 

Come through sippin' apple juice out ya Pyrex nigga 

Fuck wrong wit' chu 

I got like 20 some-odd pounds comin' from 

Nevermind 

 

I pull up in foreigns like this shit for real 

Pull out like Jeff Gordon, fuck how niggas feel 

New Givenchy gold, like I'm sellin' blow 

Work up off the scale, just came off the boat 

Forreal, nigga for real 

Forreal, nigga for real 

Forreal, nigga for real 

I just flew in from Europe with 200 pounds 

 

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Look, I drop bands on the low 

I got bands on them hoes 

I drop ten on a four 

OG strains on my door 

OG strains on my woe 

Whipping the 7 to get it popping 

All of my niggas is with the brick 

And got a bitch on the batter like Betty Crocker 

Whipping the 7, and baby 

And I'm fly like a pelican baby 

And I'm pouring the O in da 4 

And I'm sipping this shit, it's so delicate baby 

I'm so rich I don't sell this shit, baby 

I fuck hoes in Chanel and shit, baby 

From the first night she ain't wanna fuck 

But I had to finesse this shit baby 

And my niggas gon' get to the decimal 

I lay back and then wait like a criminal 

Come direct, we dont need the subliminal 

Got some Florida shooters, they some Seminoles 

I got bitches to popout the whole load 

Niggas with bricks out the boatload 

50 deep and they like, oh no 

Fuck it, I do this shit solo nigga 

(Oh, my) 

 

I pull up in foreigns like this shit for real 

Pull out like Jeff Gordon, fuck how niggas feel 

New Givenchy gold, like I'm sellin' blow 

Work up off the scale, just came off the boat 

Forreal, nigga for real 

Forreal, nigga for real 

Forreal, nigga for real 

I just flew in from Europe with 200 pounds 

 

I got fours on top 

I put fours on five 

Whippin' the O's on top 

Dippin' the sauce 'til I drop 

Dippin' the four 'til it whip a pill 

I give a fuck 'bout how niggas feel 

I'm so real I could fuck a fake bitch 

Fake ass, fake tits, 'til that shit is real nigga 

Whip the exotic on Biscayne 

We done moved up, shit changed 

550 when I switch lanes 

950 for some ripped jeans 

Gun dirty but my dick clean 

Gun dirty but the whip clean 

20 thousand on a nigga neck 

Just to walk around to hear that shit clank 

(Tell you what, can we hear something from the album) 

Man, lets talk this New Toronto nigga 

I can say I'm New Toronto, nigga 

Talent for talent, you small fry 

No, I don't do McDonald's nigga 

Niggas see me in the new Givenchy 

Flexing with my nigga Bleu DaVinci 

Free my nigga Pete out the pen 

Pressure coming, let this shit begin 

 

I pull up in foreigns like this shit for real 

Pull out like Jeff Gordon, fuck how niggas feel 

New Givenchy gold, like I'm sellin' blow 

Work up off the scale, just came off the boat 

Forreal, nigga for real 

Forreal, nigga for real 

Forreal, nigga for real 

I just flew in from Europe with 200 pounds 

 

Pressure 

My nigga Kellz said give 'em that pressure 

Nigga, we bringing that pressure 

Came for the more not the lesser 

All of us came out depression 

Just to reunite and flexin' 

One Umbrella fucking Mob, nigga 

Hopeless kid, I used to rob niggas 

Stressing had me in a deep depression 

Givin' niggas pressure, on the job nigga 

I would sell that dope to anybody 

Anybody tried to ball with ya 

Times were so hard on the boulevard 

You needed someone to grind with ya 

But it was no one to grind with ya 

No one's life was on the line with ya 

No one was with ya at the Hasty Market four o'clock on Saturday mornings 

Trying to split the dimes with ya, Lord 

Whippin' the soda, you know that I'm gone 

Just give 'em that pressure, just give 'em that pressure 

Whippin' the soda inside of the kitchen, baking soda 

YOLO, whippin', niggas know we got it going 

Get it my nigga, that's pressure 

 

Don't give 'em that pressure, don't give 'em that pressure 

They want that pressure, know they want that pressure 

Don't give 'em that pressure, don't give 'em that pressure 

Easy Fargo 

Don't give 'em that pressure, don't give 'em that pressure, no 

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