Shot Caller (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
Warner Brother
All directions now pointed to haters
That's why these haters so directed at us
Canada
As the lies fall, Canada
Canada
Sincerely Tory, March 26

[Verse]
Shorty residential, I can be your sponsor
I don't want your love baby, just give me them tonsils
Honey know I'm fly like a f*ckin' air marshall
Dot n*ggas ball, it don't matter what it cost you
My n*ggas on they chains like a motherf*ckin' fence
Someone tell them lames hit the motherf*ckin' bench
80 for the frames on the eyes of a king
Eyes out for the shirt, iPod for the ring, that's the iPhone
Bad b*tches wanna bite me like a python
I'm in your skin like hair with the lice on
It like sh*t, you can get your face split
Like a zit that you pop when you think it's hot sh*t
I don't know how I did it, I don't know how I did it
I get so much pus*y man, that I don't know how I get it
I be on that I hit it, you be on that I get it
You be on that grown sh*t, I be on that I live it
Ridin', I'm dippin' dirty, them b*tches, they gettin' flirty
I'm high and I'm sippin' purple, I lie no, I'm in the dirty
Them b*tches they wanna f*ck, I pass to my n*gga Kirky
We f*ck then we get up early, you want it then get it early
The haters they black ball, paper the back ball
I hit em in the front and leave they brain in the back yard
It's paper to stack dawg, so why you n*ggas stallin'?
If you ain't stackin;, don't be actin like you ballin'
Actin like Spalding, all up on the court side
Ridin' for the north side, n*gga come through
I'm lookin' smoother than a door slide
Move a couple units in, we can get the Porsche ride, livin' by the shore side
When I was just a youngin', imagine little 5-10
n*gga with a onion with some wishes for the bunion
Money ain't a power, ain't a f*ckin' n*gga stuntin'
I keep it too real that's why these f*ckin' n*ggas frontin'
I put it on his head and let another n*gga done him
Never touch the work, I let another n*gga run 'em
Pack the Louis luggage, got the one way out to London
We just passed through customs, me and Jae be out the country
And I'm somethin' like a teepee, n*ggas can't see me
If you pullin' hoes, you gotta rope one for Stevie
b*tches couldn't play me if they burnt me on a CD
Model after model, sh*t is lookin' like a repeat
I f*ck a b*tch and pull the swave out of her
Shout my n*gga Honey, it's gon' be a loud summer
That's my little sister and I'm very proud of her
Now back to the business, 'bout to blow this cloud bubble
And I, I do this sh*t, I'm too legit
Refuse your b*tch, like a Skype call
I'm killin' germ ass n*ggas like some lysol
I'm eatin' through the game, it's like a rice wall
But yeah, can I say it any clearer?
That a n*gga got your boo but ain't tryna get your scare, get it?
I slide through a chick like debit
Then she eat the di*k like credit
Got a new trend and I just might set it
Should of let your mom know, I can get your mind blown
I can kill that bird on your shirt, you can die slow
This that SLS now get the f*ck up outta my throne, motherf*cker, oh yeah