Honest
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Honest
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It's only Cas only, ya dig? (That boy Cas)
I just wanna fuck shorty if we being honest
Don't need a complication you don't come with all the problems
I done picked you up baby and I ain't gon' drop it
And every time we fuck baby girl I get off topic
Just call me later on, baby, don't say I'm wrong, baby
I'm fucking with ya, reason why I wrote this song, baby
You what I'm on, baby, come play it all, baby
Been looking at your eyes, and see they say it all, baby
Yeah, Tory, I don't pop pills but baby girl I see it all, shorty
It's a lot of bitches 'round here don't keep it raw, shorty
Gotta learn some lessons 'fore you call yourself your broad, shorty
Better give me yourself and when you fuck me give me your all, shorty
Ayy, and I will pull up on them nights you couldn't pull up on me
I'ma pull up on a flight, you couldn't pull up on me
Get you drunk enough to break a backwood up on me, aw yeah
And it ain't right
To keep it real, lil' mama save me all them nights
To keep it real, I been wrong, but sometimes it ain't right
But I always keep it G with you, girl, you can't lie
I just wanna fuck shorty if we being honest
Don't need a complication you don't come with all the problems
I done picked you up baby and I ain't gon' drop it
And every time we fuck baby girl I get off topic
Just call me later on, baby, don't say I'm wrong, baby
I'm fucking with ya, reason why I wrote this song, baby
You what I'm on, baby, come play it all, baby
Been looking at your eyes, and see they say it all, baby
Yeah, ayy, let me talk to you
Spit some talk to you
Let it all get you
Call me I give it all to you
I make you blow just be my bomb fluid, yeah
I done put out 20 racks just tryna see you relax just tryna be who's attached to you
Ayy, I don't mind being in the back, ain't tryna be in the front, ain't tryna put up a front, no
Tell a shorty relax and try to have a relash but she be calling me back
Shorty you know what it's about to be to, but I gotta keep you
I just wanna fuck shorty if we being honest
Don't need a complication you don't come with all the problems
I done picked you up baby and I ain't gon' drop it
And every time we fuck baby girl I get off topic
Just call me later on, baby, don't say I'm wrong, baby
I'm fucking with ya, reason why I wrote this song, baby
You what I'm on, baby, come play it all, baby
Been looking at your eyes, and see they say it all, baby
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Tory Lanez performs "Honest", and this lyric page sits inside the Tory Lanez catalog on LyroVerse.
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