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tory lanez – fatality lyrics

[pre-chorus]
saint laurent we poppin’ ’til the bands go
count it up with numbers in the bando
my young n-ggas countin’ bands to this (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
my dawg boys countin’ bands to this
my lil’ shooter countin’ bands to this
we gon’ get this money that’s the plan, ya dig
them f-ck n-ggas ‘ready know what it is
.40 on my waist i can’t dance to this
i just hold the corner and i slang to this
can’t no b-tch f-ck up the plans to this
no i don’t cop, unless you dance, ya dig

[verse]
pull up we careless, whippin’ the ‘rari, diamonds colliding
you with a bad b-tch, she don’t know me, n-gga doubt it
i put a b-tch in pilates, i’ma fly her to bahamas
f-ck a bad b-tch one day, man next day got an audi
young n-ggas and we wildin’, rich n-ggas they be ridin’
my bad b-tches making plans to this
why the trap n-ggas weighin’ grams to this?
take a flight to fly back to the yams, ya dig
hit a corner hustle me a lamb, ya dig
we sippin’ x till we can stand this sh-t
wake up at the [?] with a spanish b-tch
last night filmin’ like a spanish fl!ck
got it on my shirt, i’m like d-mn you did
throwin’ 36 on the fishscale
forty-fifth for my hip make your b-tch tell, uh
’cause we poppin’ on the yams, ya dig
came up from the bottom to the bands, ya dig

[pre-chorus]
saint laurent we poppin’ ’til the bands go
count it up with numbers in the bando
my young n-ggas countin’ bands to this (yeah, yeah)

- tory lanez lyrics

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