Black Wolves - Toronto's Finest

Say you want it girl
Lately you've going all around through King West
Don't play, you want to go
Fake it if you think you got time to princess
You say you're one of those
You know my boys are up to no good when we say less
But baby, I got a confession
I want you to call me on my phone
You know when it's locked and it's loaded
I want you to feel it and own it
I want you to come to the crib and not say anything
Love how you work and you do your thing
But first I gotta get you wylin' I'm feeling no pressure
Taking a sip of tequila off the bottle no cap I don't need it to measure
Tell me your man keeps on calling but you don't need him babe you need a refresher
I want you to do it for you but when money keeps falling it's giving you pleasure
You counting the fifties and hundreds I feel like a priest cause I do it to bless her
She shaking her ass on that pole I prefer it at home
I'm gonna undress you
I want you to end up home
You miss me when you're all alone
But lately
Lately you've been coming through (late you've been coming through)
Flying you out to Ibiza
Taking no credit on this but I'll give you that Visa
Pleaser
Tell me how good we look in this hot weather it's feelin like 30 degrees out
I need ya
Tell me what I gotta do with this dough just to know how to fuck you and keep ya
I see you
Reppin' the 90's flow with your new friend and you working in pairs like Adidas
I hated the fact that I answered to bosses
Ain't no one telling me how to win so I did it a bit late to cut off my losses
I added the flow to my shit and God damn baby got me feelin so flawless
She ask what I do for a living I tell her come baby step into my office
Just keep it low key and be cautious
I'm like Forrest Bondurant in Lawless
My pockets keep dripping like faucets
She know how to turn it right on with the proper squeeze without having to force it
A Jamaican shorty with a mix of some Japanese man she looking so gorgeous
We're eating some Michelin courses
I hate when they go through divorces
These bitches be dipping their noses
It's best that i leave while I ghost 'em
I never meant any drama but my enemies want the sauce to my process
I love when I hear that they're gonna be mad at me it just fuels my progress
I love how these models keep posing
Pulled up in a Rolls Royce with some roses
I never meant any drama but my enemies want the sauce to my process
I love when I hear that they're gonna be mad at me it just fuels my progress

Written by:
Eric Ocampo

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