Spite lyrics

by

Tory Lanez


[Intro]
CashMoneyAP

[Chorus]
Yeah I know your type
You did it out of spite
This sh*t wasn't right
You did it out of spite, yeah
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

[Verse 1]
All about my business, sky high, f*ck a ceiling
Did it out of spite, know you in your feelings
I just hit it twice, her friend was third wheeling
Tell me you gon' ride, if not, we ain't chillin'
Scaling all the buildings, I been on a mission
They be sippin' Karo, all my sh*t prescription
Money, power, wisdom, Mike Amiri denim
I be on some fly sh*t, these b*tches need guidance
Mixy, mixy, mixy, lil b*tches goddamn
All they're worried 'bout is taking pictures for the 'Gram
Why you even trippin'? b*tch, you know that I'm the man
Steady kickin' pimpin', it was all part of the plan

[Pre-Chorus]
And I got all these diamonds on me
If you really want it, you gon' have to show me
And I got all these diamonds on me
If you really want it, you gon' have to show me

[Chorus]
Yeah I know your type
You did it out of spite
This sh*t wasn't right
You did it out of spite, yeah
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

[Verse 2]
I know your type of b*tch, how could I wife the b*tch?
You always on the 'Gram, checkin' who like your pics
I went and iced the rings, I went and iced the wrist
BS all up on my sleeve, double D up on her tits
I might come through in a flannel, she wanna Gucci the sandals
b*tch I'm nothin' you can handle, pineapple lean in the Fanta
I f*ck your b*tch on the random, I got b*tches out in Canada
I had to check for my stamina, my shawty blonde like Pamela
We just left Chanel, all the drugs for sale
b*tches under spells, ballin', you can't tell
n*gga wish me well, I pray for my enemy
Shawty off that Hennessy, me and you got history

[Pre-Chorus]
And I got all these diamonds on me
If you really want it, you gon' have to show me
And I got all these diamonds on me
If you really want it, you gon' have to show me

[Chorus]
Yeah I know your type
You did it out of spite
This sh*t wasn't right
You did it out of spite, yeah
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back
I was just f*ckin' them hoes, I was gonna get right back

[Outro]
Yeah I know your type
You did it out of spite
This sh*t wasn't right
You did it out of spite, yeah

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