[Part 1: Gangland]

[Intro: Tory Lanez]

It's gangland

It's gangland

It's gangland

Tired of playin' with you bitch-ass niggas

It's gangland

Bitch-ass bitches too

It's gangland

We back

It's gangland

God-fearing niggas who can't tell

It's gangland

Get at me, bitch, when the lights go off

[Verse: Tory Lanez]

Soon as a nigga walk foot out the prison, I promise to give 'em the pain and pressure

Fuck what you talkin' 'bout

Fuck who you is and fuck all that shit you sayin' etcetera

I be with crodie and all of, all of them niggas that's hot like they play in the desert

Fur is a fox, the Gucci is gator

So watch what the fuck you gon' say to my leather

Fuckin' the CO, I wouldn't fuck on the streets in here, that's bae, it's whatever

And my big brodie talkin' crazy off the liquor, but fuck it, that's Jae, it's whatever

Or it's Ray, it's whatever, it's Nyce, it's whatever

All others don't play with me never

All you niggas thats tryna make Ues'

You niggas wasn't with me in the rain in the weather

Back in the days when me and lil' Jae was livin' at Lisa

I never could of pictured Houdini dyin' right there in front of the Bisha

The day I get out, I'ma blow up so much you can't even buy you a feature

And when I was pimpin', I took her cheese so much, she couldn't even buy her a pizza

Politics in the prison, man, this shit is only gettin' worse

I got my little nigga spinnin' and spinnin' while I'm here recordin' a verse

I'm on the yard, I built me a army, you play with me, you in the dirt

Started off pipin' and now he recitin' the stuff that he learned in the church

I rather fuck 'fore I buy her a purse

Pussy was good, got her lyin' in squirt

But if it was fire, I'll fly her to Turks

I'm way too lit to be buyin' a verse

She want a watch and want me to buy it

Well, she gotta buy me one first

Fresh out of prison with pictures, my niggas are global

Dominican mami so spicy, the bitch could of came with adobo

Nine hundred thousand dollars yacht, I bought it to showboat, get it?

My ex could of had it all, but that bitch is a bozo

I done nearly lost my life flyin' in the storm and shit

I need a milli to perform and shit

The hits feelin' like Im growin' this shit

Go toe to toe with the CO before I start doin' that corny shit

I need the MVP trophy before I go out and settlin' scores and shit

[Outro: Ric Flair]

That's what I do to [?]

When I kick five girls out of [?]

I go woo, and they go woo-woo-woo

Because they know they bedding with the world champion

You're talking franchise, you're talking money

You're talking notoriety, you're talking women, woo

[Part 2: Fargentina 4EVR]

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]

I'm on the side I guess

You done made it a vibe I guess

When we both know the truth and the proof, but you went and went out with the lies I guess

When I fucked her, I slide the best

All that twerkin' and can't take no dick

She gon' hit me with tried my best

Hit your city, arrived in jets

In this bitch and I'm as high as it gets

Tell your dog, if he tryna press

Do-do-do and I'm downin' his vest

Don't you know niggas dyin' for less?

Don't you know niggas slidin' for less?

Hit the buildin', I fire executes

Through the wire like Kanye West

No mistaken, the bitch is obsessed

The bitch is obsessed

The bitch is obsessed

The bitch is obsessed

I guess that's what I get for the times that I'm fuckin' and goin' to good with the sex (Perfect)

How I end up with ten years all because I put dick in some necks?

Restrainin' orders as if I'd ever see her and not hit the bitch with a next

[Interlude: Kai Peterson]

Ayy, hold up, hold up, hold up

Free my daddy, fuck nigga

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]

I promise I'm mindin' my business, it's these niggas wakin' me up

Then when I get to defendin' myself, I'm a villain, and y'all get to breakin' it up

They get to talk all they want and when I talk, it's a problem

Well, y'all niggas fake as fuck

Gwan and tell them boys suck themselves like I'm Jamaican as fuck

I'm runnin' my fades, I'm runnin' my back fades too

I was a P in my city, just check about me on the back page too

You niggas ballin', I ball, the difference is I got the accolades too

Sit in this prison, I ever catch feelings, just know I'm catchin' fades too, ayy

Niggas better get to start writin' apologizes

Niggas fallin' back like the autumn breeze

I got different hoes, fuck 'em all in threes

I be eatin' beats like I hit the Chick-fil-A nd got the nuggets with the Polynese

I'm a hot nigga that went cold on the bitch

Weather channel, I got all degrees

I got Jewish lawyers that got law degrees

I got shooters that move like masseuses on wheels

That pull up as soon as you call to squeeze

I got Jona to go out go big dog on a contract

You see fallin' fleas

I got Speedy to go, I go big dog, make it drop back like the fallen keys

I got drugs on me like the CVS, but we go together like the wall and greens

Or Duane Reade, niggas can't read

I'm overlappin' these niggas

So much I could pull back on them the same speed

Bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies, this shit look like it's A&E

Pull up like I'm about read her the alphabet, bitch, but I'm only here layin' D (Perfect)

[Interlude]

We have illusion about people

Somebody who's arguing about who's [?]

And I was at one of those [?]

They sound like expensive records

They sound like expensive records

They sound like expensive motherfuckin' records

[Verse 3: WolfGang Peterson]

Ooh, woah, ooh, woah, ooh, woah

Ooh, woah, woah

Wolf out the tomb, new pyramid

I call the shots

Coming through the ends

(Woop, there it is)

Wolf, do it, boo, here it is

Nigga, don't touch that dial

Chigga, don't touch them kids

You switched your style

Em caught the bid

Who's whistle-blowin'?

It must be Des Perez

And I say it from my soul

Zoom, wear a lens

Do place the horseshoe

Where it fits

Straight from the horse's mouth

Don't chomp at… the bit

Belladona wearing Valentino Garavani

Why you warning Skims?

Woo, mm, woo, mm, woo, win

Wolf, Wolf, Wolf, Wolf, win

Mm, mm, she said, "Boy, you look good"

How you gon' get me hard and say, "I wish a nigga would"?

Switching off the hands free

Facts on, fact off

Basta, this can't be

Mask on, wax on, I wax off

I'm wavy, I'm wound so

Let's take 'em down

With the woop

Hit you with like two to the ribs

Argi with the alley-oop

(Woop, there it is)

Mila, mila, mama mia, ya calling me, you really want the scoop?

(Woop, there it is)

It's difficult to say that you got shot when ain't nobody got a clue where it is

Wouldn't you wanna know what this is?

If you had a brother sittin' idle in a federal peni'

Wouldn't you wanna know what they did?

I could give a fuck about a lying-ass bitch

And to my privy history of divinity, I'm summoning the goddness of virginity to tell me what I dis

Sorry, oh

Black chica, white chica, Oreo

Bling (Bling), ring (Ring)

Crown (Crown), throne

The North (North)

King

Tory's home