lascels – toronto lyrics
[intro]
uh, wait, ayy
my flow is cold like chicago, ayy
my flow is cold like chicago
block it biyombo
(mumble) ayy
[pre+chorus]
my flow is cold like chicago, ayy
but i grew up in toronto
i’m hittin’ that b+tch, now her name is bongo
block it biyombo, hit you with combos, ayy
[chorus]
my flow is cold like chicago
but i grew up in toronto
i’m hittin’ that b+tch and now her name is f+cking bongo
i’ma block it biyombo, i’ma hit you with a combo
pull up in a monte carlo
while i go to monte carlo
b+tch, i’m ballin’ like i’m rondo
i will never fall like tacko
i know the pill is hard to swallow
i’ma tote my semi+autos
b+tch, i’m feeling like i’m drake, cause i gotta follow my motto
i feel like i won the lotto
you run up, it’s on auto
she playin’ with my b+lls, i feel like i’m ronaldo
and the way she suck my d+ck i won’t live to see tomorrow
i knock it over like a domino
my flow so f+cking sick so i call that sh+t a nasty flow, ayy
[verse]
i feel like a pg ’cause i’m ’boutta set a play
put 37 in the net, i guess i’m ballin’ like i’m klay
and, b+tch, i’m feeling like i’m fetty, sh+t ain’t never go my way
and if you ain’t here to ball, get the f+ck out of my way, ayy
i control these n+ggas just like order 66, ayy
i don’t f+ck with you, i leave you hanging, crucifix, ayy
this b+tch started sucking and she started from the tip
i’m spitting bars up on this beat and this sh+t lit like it’s bic, ayy
[pre+chorus]
my flow is cold like chicago, ayy
but i grew up in toronto
i’m hittin’ that b+tch, now her name is bongo
block it biyombo, hit you with combos, ayy
[chorus]
my flow is cold like chicago
but i grew up in toronto
i’m hittin’ that b+tch and now her name is f+cking bongo
i’ma block it biyombo, i’ma hit you with a combo
pull up in a monte carlo
while i go to monte carlo
b+tch, i’m ballin’ like i’m rondo
i will never fall like tacko
i know the pill is hard to swallow
i’ma tote my semi+autos
b+tch, i’m feeling like i’m drake, cause i gotta follow my motto
i feel like i won the lotto
you run up, it’s on auto
she playin’ with my b+lls, i feel like i’m ronaldo
and the way she suck my d+ck i won’t live to see tomorrow
i knock it over like a domino
my flow so f+cking sick so i call that sh+t a nasty flow, ayy
[intrumental break]
[pre+chorus]
my flow is cold like chicago, ayy
but i grew up in toronto
i’m hittin’ that b+tch, now her name is bongo
block it biyombo, hit you with combos, ayy
[chorus]
my flow is cold like chicago
but i grew up in toronto
i’m hittin’ that b+tch and now her name is f+cking bongo
i’ma block it biyombo, i’ma hit you with a combo
pull up in a monte carlo
while i go to monte carlo
b+tch, i’m ballin’ like i’m rondo
i will never fall like tacko
i know the pill is hard to swallow
i’ma tote my semi+autos
b+tch, i’m feeling like i’m drake, cause i gotta follow my motto
i feel like i won the lotto
you run up, it’s on auto
she playin’ with my b+lls, i feel like i’m ronaldo
and the way she suck my d+ck i won’t live to see tomorrow
i knock it over like a domino
my flow so f+cking sick so i call that sh+t a nasty flow, ayy
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