"Hasty Market // Toronto" lyrics

["Hasty Market"]

[Tory Lanez:]
Real ting

Told my Indian ting that she was the bomb 'cause she from Iraqi ('Raqi)
Mani might pull up with Gurpreet, Navpreet, Raj and all of my pakis
All of my work just sold, my custys good, my pockets happy (Huh)
Crodie, your brethren is not my brethren, you see 'em, just tell 'em don't dap me
Baby, let's do with the mai tai, I fucked her inside the Rabbas (Hit it)
Please, you thinkin' he's winnin', but don't know I'm grippin' his ting in a backaz (Backaz)
This one here for bumpas, rudas, all of the tings I slaughter (Ah)
Crodie, I even fucked shawty from s'il vous plaît, that's so many knockoffs
All in Vancouver, the white tings love us, wallahi, they're rippin' the top off (Hit it)
Trust me, the malli dem dead if anything pop off, everything lock off (Grrr)
I'm at the beach, I'm trappin', I'm fuckin' a cyattie, one side of my sock off (Ah)
Just caught my opp, these niggas just gotta stop thinkin' you're low 'cause the dockas (Hmm)
No long talk, no long ting (Long ting)
Never again with the wrong ting (Wrong ting)
Just pick a play, no [?], you know how it get at the [?]
Come with the sword, I'm bringin' the bogie, you know what I'm dealin' with
Fam', ziplock sealed, compressin' the bag and crodie concealin' it
Shorty put crushed up grabba inside of the fronto, what are you dealin' with? (Hahaha)
Next time, kush man come 'round, that's a reminder, you're never bailin' it
Yo, cro'
Broskis out here, killin' it
All of my ice on and I know you ain't cool, I watch who I'm chillin' with

I spent all night
I spent all damn night
Trappin' out of Hasty, shit is gettin' shaky
Why them wanna bake me?
Mandem wanna scrape me
Shit been gettin' shady, fam' (Shady)
Niggas gwannin' with this beef, it's gon' be two things goin' off
And that's my Glock and its safety (Safety, yeah)
Don't play with your safety, safety, safety

["Toronto"]

[Tory Lanez:]
Find yourself in people's city
If I'm watchin' you chillin', we know what you're doing
Stay a while
Don't trip at OT, stay a while, you know? (If you can)
Haha, two twos, I'm moshin' (With folks)
You know? (Who will be)
With a Tim Hortons cup (Tomorrow faces)
And just lookin' at the custy dem like (Kickin' the traces)
What the fuck, cuz? (Showing you places)
Ha, haha (In Toronto)
Toronto, though, you know? (That's people's city)
It's the people dem city (Toronto)

Spent a hundred nights, just tryna keep this shit off safety
I done served at least a hundred custys, y'all got hasty
Ship and wipe the buckets, sellin' bunches like I'm Brady
You can never understand unless you from Toronto
You know I'm from the 9, I treat 6ix just like my baby
First time I seen a brick with Cliff in that Mercedes
First golden grill was Jane Finch Mall, baby
First piece of pussy I ever fucked was in Toronto
Drug deal made, shoutout Styrofoam players
T for scammin' had me dashin' like I'm Damon
Certain pollies in my city, watch what you claimin'
Shootouts always happen over crodie, what you sayin'?
Oh, what's gwannin'?
I'm OT in Kitchener into the mall, mm-hmm-hmm
How you want it?
I got white, green cauliflower and broccoli, ah, ah

(Toronto)
Toronto, mixin' up the lemon in the front door
I'd tell you what's gwannin', but not now
My lil' dog, them want more, searchin' for more
Toronto (Toronto)
It's gon' follow me wherever I go
I'll go, I'll go (Lil' Tory)

I sold my first half beat crack before I could even take the GO bus
I sat with all them custys, crodie, I ain't takin' no cuff
Back when I would have to crack a Century Sam to roll up
We was pickney, makin' money off them squares before the robots
Two different cyatties, bringin' work, but we broker
Bali ting, batty big, gwannin' like she know us
A bowl of white, vanilla ting dem, she like a donut
Tequila name brand, a nigga from his hood just like a bonus
I'm a 9 side trapper, sixteenth floor by the lease
I'm from where they call America the States, ain't got no reason
Lil' nigga, better watch when you get your cheese up
And your bread 'cause niggas die dead for a piece of pizza
Tomato sauce all over your toppin', nigga
Shorty's kinda beat, but she got a batty with her
While I'm tryna stop her, nigga sellin' habanero
Better tuck your burner if they catch you, this ain't no hot potato

(Toronto)
Toronto, mixin' up the lemon in the front door
I'd tell you what's gwannin', but not now
My lil' dog, them want more, searchin' for more
Toronto (Toronto)
It's gon' follow me wherever I go
I'll go, I'll go (Lil' Tory)

[HollywoodSos:]
Yeah
I know a few [?] who'll wild out for the fetti
But no more belts, he want a Rollie Sprite or Pepsi
Untuck it and up it, turn your tomato to spaghetti
Only 5'4", hold a stick long as Remy (Toronto)
Could go through all the war stories, but it's just too many
Just know that most of problems stem from money, greed and envy
Down home, niggas workin' tings out the telly
Check a little later, then he break her out the Denny's
Sent a bitch at him 'cause they knew that they was GC
Still up in a hearse, but he did it all in PC
Make the matters worse is that they knew him since a preteen
Mad 'cause his miss'll fuck a nigga in the G league
Met a sugar daddy, he's told her he can change her addy
Took her to Miami, got her new breasts and batty
Bought her pair of pleasers, then she changed her name to Candy
Now she study flexin', doin' extras down at Zanzi
Tryna win, though, shit is grim, we dream, but never sleepin'
So much harder when there's barely nothin' to believe in
From the city where we never worry 'bout a pop out
This really ain't a problem 'til you hear a nigga drop out (Toronto)