Lyrics Lascels – Toronto

Toronto Lyrics – Lascels

Singer: Lascels
Title: Toronto

Uh, wait, ayy
My flow is cold like Chicago, ayy
My flow is cold like Chicago
Block it Biyombo

[Mumble] Ayy
My flow is cold like Chicago, ayy
But I grew up in Toronto
I’m hittin’ that b#tch, now her name is Bongo

Block it Biyombo, hit you with combos, ayy
My flow is cold like Chicago
But I grew up in Toronto
I’m hittin’ that b#tch and now her name is f#cking Bongo

I’ma block it Biyombo, I’ma hit you with a combo
Pull up in a Monte Carlo
While I go to Monte Carlo
b#tch, I’m ballin’ like I’m Rondo

I will never fall like Tacko
I know the pill is hard to swallow
I’ma tote my semi-autos
b#tch, I’m feeling like I’m Drake, cause I gotta follow my motto

I feel like I won the lotto
You run up, it’s on auto
She playin’ with my balls, I feel like I’m Ronaldo
And the way she suck my dick I won’t live to see tomorrow

I knock it over like a Domino
My flow so f#cking sick so I call that sh#t a nasty flow, ayy
I feel like a PG ’cause I’m ’boutta set a play
Put 37 in the net, I guess I’m ballin’ like I’m Klay

And, b#tch, I’m feeling like I’m Fetty, sh#t ain’t never go my way
And if you ain’t here to ball, get the f#ck out of my way, ayy
I control these n#gg#s just like Order 66, ayy
I don’t f#ck with you, I leave you hanging, crucifix, ayy

This b#tch started sucking and she started from the tip
I’m spitting bars up on this beat and this sh#t lit like it’s Bic, ayy
My flow is cold like Chicago, ayy
But I grew up in Toronto

I’m hittin’ that b#tch, now her name is Bongo
Block it Biyombo, hit you with combos, ayy
My flow is cold like Chicago
But I grew up in Toronto

I’m hittin’ that b#tch and now her name is f#cking Bongo
I’ma block it Biyombo, I’ma hit you with a combo
Pull up in a Monte Carlo
While I go to Monte Carlo

b#tch, I’m ballin’ like I’m Rondo
I will never fall like Tacko
I know the pill is hard to swallow
I’ma tote my semi-autos

b#tch, I’m feeling like I’m Drake, cause I gotta follow my motto
I feel like I won the lotto
You run up, it’s on auto
She playin’ with my balls, I feel like I’m Ronaldo

And the way she suck my dick I won’t live to see tomorrow
I knock it over like a Domino
My flow so f#cking sick so I call that sh#t a nasty flow, ayy
My flow is cold like Chicago, ayy

But I grew up in Toronto
I’m hittin’ that b#tch, now her name is Bongo
Block it Biyombo, hit you with combos, ayy
My flow is cold like Chicago

But I grew up in Toronto
I’m hittin’ that b#tch and now her name is f#cking Bongo
I’ma block it Biyombo, I’ma hit you with a combo
Pull up in a Monte Carlo

While I go to Monte Carlo
b#tch, I’m ballin’ like I’m Rondo
I will never fall like Tacko
I know the pill is hard to swallow

I’ma tote my semi-autos
b#tch, I’m feeling like I’m Drake, cause I gotta follow my motto
I feel like I won the lotto
You run up, it’s on auto

She playin’ with my balls, I feel like I’m Ronaldo
And the way she suck my dick I won’t live to see tomorrow
I knock it over like a Domino
My flow so f#cking sick so I call that sh#t a nasty flow, ayy
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