Tory Lanez – Tim Duncan Lyrics

(Chorus)
I’m legendary with this balling like I’m Tim Duncan
Couple shooters in the cut and ya I’m Tim Duncan
We just trying to go to gym my ni**as still thugging
I got shooters right beside like I’m Tim Duncan

(Verse 1)
I got shooters in the cut like I’m Tim Duncan
We just trying to go to gym but ni**as still thugging
I left the trap and I came back and it was still jumping
Bi**h I deserve a check for balling like I’m Tim Duncan
I went out with all them shooters and I’m still jumping
Grandma kicked me out the crib and I was still hustling
I went out to all them corners trying to deal something
If the feds pull me over I’m gon peel on em
Don’t know bi**h, you don’t know bi**h you don’t know
I just pulled the I8 out the 1-0
Batman got that money then you don’t know
If Batman got that money then you don’t know
Shooters in the cut like I’m Tim Duncan
Send my ass to school and I was still flunking
I walk in the trap and I see real ni**as
I walk in the trap and I see real ni**as
I see real ni**as
I walk in the trap and I see real ni**as
Tim Duncan
Now I got fish scales all up in the trap house
I got big scales all up in the trap house
A bi**h from Rexdale trapping out my dime house
I got a Nextel trapping out my dime house
Whip a hundred bricks just like a hundred load
I got two hundred bi**hes f**king in a bungalow
I got two sisters doing s**t that they ain’t done before
I ain’t no fool, I put that icing on that Dunking Donut, ya I do it
I, ok, I’m ok
But I’m high with some Rosé, you know it
I don’t fly with that foreplay, all them eyes
Lil mama don’t forget I’m Mr. Ring around the Rosé
Ni**a f**k with me I bring your ting around the Rosé
Forty on my side don’t let me ring it around your forehead
We gon make a movie with you ni**a like we Scorsese

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 2)
Pull up ya you know I’m with them shooters
All we do is exhale with that Uber
Love me baby, love me like Katrina
Smoking dope I’m know I’m off it
Going Tim Duncan with all of the shooters, with all of the shooters
Cause they call it murder but we who they calling to do it, we who they calling to do it
Love me baby, love a ni**a
Pulling out the lot stunting on a couple ni**as
Only with a couple hittas
Only let a couple bi**hes cook up in this kitchen ni**a
Hit a lick with all my young ni**as, now my whip is Kristy Yamaguchi
My wrist and my neck is on brr brr and now them ni**as thinking that its Gucci
Ni**as talking at you loosely
Dawg I give a f**k about your so called shooters that’ll come and shoot me
Its not what we used to
Dawg I be used to these bi**hes
F**k…for them bi**hes
F**k the room ain’t got no rules for them bi**hes
F**k the room I got the roof for them bi**hes
Pop the…no room for them bi**hes
In the bathroom Fruit of Loom on them bi**hes
When the lie I got the proof for them bi**hes
If she dry I got some lube for them b**ches
F**king on lil mama goo
I can tell she from the hood
All I got is Hennessy for her and some weed for her couple nugs
Popping off a couple juggs
Shottas in a couple hoods
Ni**as that’ll come and wash that
Cooking ni**as come and sauce that
Money on a couple tables
Its not that she love me she want to f**k with a young ni**a that’s getting money
Motherf**ker understanding where I get paper my ni**a I’m cool
I put that everything like its sauce ni**a
I be on everything like a boss ni**a
Handling play just like lacrosse ni**a

(Outro)
Ya you know I’m done talking ni**a
F**k around and try ni**as
You make the mandem pull up on this
Let the dawgs they’ll just bite ya
Know what I’m saying
You let the dawgs out they’ll bite y’all you feel me
Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan
Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan
Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan
Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan