tory lanez - fucking awesome lyrics
[intro]
shut the f-ck up when you talk to me
b-tch, shut the f-ck up when you talk to me
[verse 1]
call me mr. never ever have a car rented
i pull up to the dealer, buy any car in it
b-tches sayin’, “aw yeah” ’cause i’m authentic
gotta make 100 more, yeah ’cause i’m gon’ get it
motherf-cker stylish, i be shoppin’ in thailand
women takin’ pictures like a n-gg- hop out the fire
tryna get paper like n-gg-s made it up out of college
yo chick be on my d-ck, i ball like a set of eye lids
i just be like pull up you b-tches, hoodlums and bullet sh-t pictures
y’all wanna f-ck with a n-gg-, pushups and pullups you b-tches
and i’m top down gettin’ top down
cops comin’, had to tell em put the top down
bet that get from the gettin’, that cad representin’
that dab tryna get me, go fetch this weed that we’re givin’
i be that n-gg- you notice, so sh-t these b-tches the notice
b-tches of mixin’ the moment, pictures yo b-tch when i’m bonin’
[pre-hook]
and the whole room full of drugs
whole corner n-gg-s camouflaged
shut the f-ck up when you talk to me
b-tch, shut the f-ck up when you talk to me
[hook]
i’m f-ckin’ awesome
i’m f-ckin’ awesome
i’m f-ckin’ awesome
[interlude]
come on n-gg-, you won’t beat me up n-gg-, you just bmw n-gg-. the f-ck wrong with you? my b-tch don’t push my b-ttons, n-gg-. the only b-ttons she push is the ones that stole them cars, n-gg-
[verse 2]
could tell you all you need to know, i’m gon’ say
i’ve never got dropped, had to drop (‘you can’t handle the truth’)
you ain’t want to flex, i got people on the tecs
swavey on the t’s, got the sneakers comin’ next
just so i can ball, i went and bought me a rawling, n-gg-
gettin’ closer to gold and weigh up out of this song
play like you got that hate like when we be cakin’ in jordans
n-gg-s hatin’, ain’t no f-ckin’ talkin’ in this star, n-gg-
you don’t wanna f-ck around, get your life tooken
uh uh f-ck around, get your wife tooken
black phanton in the night lurkin’
like a black plane with a flight bookin’
okay, i just bought a rollie, plus the phantom and parolies
n-gg-s yeah, they can’t stand, i’m on the man, they wanna know me
holy bible by my bed, i keep that rifle by my head
n-gg-s find me, i’m gon’ let it through, i’m grimey on the grit and that for real, n-gg-
[pre-hook]
and the whole room full of drugs
whole corner n-gg-s camouflaged
shut the f-ck up when you talk to me
b-tch, shut the f-ck up when you talk to me
[hook]
i’m f-ckin’ awesome
i’m f-ckin’ awesome
i’m f-ckin’ awesome
[outro]
you know what i’m sayin’, n-gg-? n-gg-s can’t f-ck with us, just hatin’ -ss n-gg-s so we f-ck. i got a persian rug for every bad b-tch i got. f-ck is wrong with you n-gg-s, man? canada
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