Tory Lanez – Jalen Brunson (Lyrics & Video)

Jalen Brunson – Tory Lanez Lyrics

It's so much money, I can't even count it, gotta scale it away, uh

I'm throwin' touchdowns passes in the club for you bitches that played us, uh

Look at y'all pussy niggas, snatchin' bunch of bitches that we already dated, huh

Trap doin' real, real numbers, man, this shit feel like we already made it, yeah

We already made it, yeah

This shit feel like we already made it

This shit feel like we already made it, yeah

Trap doin' real, real numbers, man, this shit feel like we already made it, yeah

Pop out the Bay, wе doin' touchdowns, yeah

I was just doin' bad

Bitch, I'm back and I'm up now, yeah

All they say is I'm movin' too spicy

I had pussy niggas try indict mе

But I'm back smilin', grill icy

From the second they took me up out of that cell

And put me on that bail, I said, lil' bitch, I'm back on my bullshit

Facing twenty-two years, I said, nigga, no fair, I'ma keep it cool 'cause I ain't do shit

I be killin' for a comin' every year

I'll put billboards of me everywhere

In a Porsche, out with a bad bitch, cars and the glass walls everywhere

I'm on some big, big timin', them Cartier, big, big diamonds

She said my dick ain't big, she must got a big, big pussy (Woo)

Yeah, all of my diamonds are blizzard and pink

Fuck your ho and wash my dick in the sink

Bitch, get your mind right

You fuckin' a broke nigga, he can't pay that pussy in a cent

Fuckin' him, but he ain't payin' your rent

Bitch, get your mind right

Yeah 'cause we back in here ballin' again and again

I'm at the mall and I'm spendin' to spend

Bad bitches, models are ten after ten after ten after ten, yeah

It's so much money, I can't even count it, gotta scale it away, uh

I'm throwin' touchdowns passes in the club for you bitches that played us, uh

Look at y'all pussy niggas, snatchin' bunch of bitches that we already dated, huh

Trap doin' real, real numbers, man, this shit feel like we already made it, yeah

We already made it, yeah

This shit feel like we already made it

This shit feel like we already made it, yeah

Trap doin' real, real numbers, man, this shit feel like we already made it, yeah

Get a ting and a ting, and another ting

Bet' not never call me by my government

Fuck the ho in the makeup she covered in

She gon' buy a plane ticket to fuck with me

I'm gon' lie and say that I'm in love with her

Shit, I did for three weeks, now I'm dubbin' her

She found out 'bout my bitch and she subbin' her

My left hand on her cheek when I'm rubbin' her

I tuxedo the sleeve when I'm fuckin' her

What that mean? I can't link when they cuffin' her

So much money, I'm cuffin' the calendar

So much money, I stuff it in tupperware

They don't know 'bout this hustle I'm runnin' up

They don't know 'bout the struggle I'm comin' from (Struggle I'm comin' from)

Trap doin' real real numbers, man, this shit feel like we already made it, yeah

We already made it, yeah

This shit feel like we already made it

This shit feel like we already made it, yeah

Trap doin' real real numbers, man, this shit feel like we already made it, yeah