1 Hitter (feat. VV$ Ken)

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
I come through smellin' like sex
Ain't no tellin', I flex
**** that, tell 'em I'm next
Bank emailin ' my checks
ShadeRoom, tell 'em I flexed
You can never tell I'm stressed
Pack out the mail it's fresh
Back out on bail, I'm blessed
I' m an original shooter, if you try to boot it my niggas won't fail no test
I bought a hard piece
She wanna **** on these Walmart sheets
Told her, 'Take me to the mall, please'
This **** deservin' the Moncler fleece
Brought my brand new ***** a Maltese
Upgrade her up from that Chrome Hearts piece
Shawty she said that she love me, she thuggin'
No matter, no what and no budget
She ballin', she ****in', I got it regardless
She finna say I'm the hardest
He bet not play at the party
I make my way to his shawty, bop
She like the way that I walk, she say that I'm gnarly
All in that kitchen I'm cheffin' , I just done bought me an FN
Don't need no stepper, I'm steppin'
All in my drawer where I kept it
He thought he was sure but I left him
Ayy , damn, I'm goin' **** on designer
None of my cuts are from China
Boy, where the **** did you find 'em?
Fresh in this Dolce Gabbana, you'd think that I come with some powder
Hop in the Mazzi, ride it then pop out like tada
You know my hoes by the day that they Prada
***** I'm a day to day shotta
I go do the race like I'm Tay-K, in case if I gotta, ayy
[Verse 2: VV$ Ken]
She say I'm way too conceited
I pull up and **** on lil' mama and beat it
I go grab another lil' ***** and repeat it
She wanted to suck it as soon as we meetin', that's crazy
Just went and bought a Mercedes, I'm pullin' up smooth on the ladies
AMG Benz, it's the latest, I hit it like Ali, she said I'm the greatest
I ****ed on that ***** but we never dated (Nah)
They say I look like I got it
Gucci on down to the wallet
I know they play 'fore they call it
Spinnin' out, dumpin', I'm shootin' the day that they thought it (Grrr)
I used to swipe, I'm way too gangster to type it
I'm under his nose when I wipe it
She under my **** and she chewin'
Her boyfriend keep callin' her phone, tryna see what she doin', he lame
Ayy, it's all part of the game
I'm thuggin', you know how I came
I'ma stay true to the game, if a nigga get hot, I'ma put out a flame
I only spend bread on my main
I'm on a mission to kill 'em, I catch 'em, with lead I'ma fill 'em
I know that he dead how I did 'em
They told 'em take off 'fore I hit 'em
I caught 'em, I shot 'em, I peel 'em, he dead (Grrrr)