HASTY MARKET // TORONTO Lyrics – Tory Lanez, Hollywood Sos

Read the full Hasty Market // Toronto lyrics by Tory Lanez and Hollywood Sos from the album Made You Think I Was Gone …But along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Tory Lanez’s music, you can also explore Gyal Gimmie, another song by Tory Lanez.

Part I : Hasty Market

[Intro: Tory Lanez]
Real s*it
Hurrr

[Verse: Tory Lanez]
Told my Indian ting that she was the b0mb ’cause she from Iraqi (‘Raqi)
Man you might pull up with Gurpreet, Navpreet, Raj and all of my pakis
All of my work is sold, my crust is good, my pockets happy (Hurr)
Crodie your bredrin, those not my bredrin, you see him just tell him don’t dap me
Baby, let’s do it, the matas, I fu*ked her inside the Rabbis
Please, you thinking he’s winning, but don’t know I’m gripping his ting in a backaz (Backaz)
This one here for bumpas, rudas, all of the tings I slaughter (Ah)
Crodie, I even fu*ked shawty from s’il vous plaît, that’s so many knockoffs
All in Vancouver the white tings love us, wallahi, they ripping the top off
Trust me, the malli dem dead if anything pop off, everything lock off (Grrrah)
I’m at the beach, I’m trapping, I’m fu*king a cyattie once I had my sock off (Ah)
Just caught my opp, he know he’s just gotta stop thinking you’re low ’cause the dockas (Hmm)
No long talk, no long ting (Long ting)
Never again witht he wrong ting (Wrong ting)
Just pick up the plate, no basil in fam, you know how it get (??)
Come with the sword, I’m bringing the bogie, you know what I’m doing with it
Fam, ziplock zip, compressing the bag and crodie concealing it
Shorty put crushed up grabba inside of the fronto, what you doing with it? (Hahaha)
Next time kush man come ’round, that’s a reminder, you’re never bailing it
Yo, cro’
Broskis out here killing it
All of my ice on and I know you ain’t cool, I watch who I’m chilling with

[Outro: Tory Lanez]
I spent all night
I spent all damn night
Trapping out of Hasty, s*it is getting shaky
Why they wanna bake me?
Mandem wanna scrape me
S*it been getting shady, yeah (Shady)

N!ggas gwanning with this beef, it’s gon’ be two things going off
And that’s my Glock and its safety (Safety, yeah)
Don’t play with your safety, safety, safety

Part II : Toronto

[Intro: Tory Lanez]
Find yourself in people’s city
Before watching your (??) I know what you’ve done
Stay a while
Lil’ trip OT, stay a while, you know (If you can)
Hahaha, two tools, I’m mashing (With folks)
You know? (Who will be)
With a Timberland’s coat (Tomorrow faces)
And just looking at the custy dem like (Kicking the traces)
What the fu*k cuz? (Showing you places)
Ha, haha (In Toronto)
Toronto, though, you know? (That’s people’s city)
It’s the people dem city (Toronto)

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
It’s been a hundred nights, I’m tryna keep this s*it off safety
I done served at least a hunnid custy, y’all got hasty
Shipping wider buckets, selling 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 pu*sy I ever fu*ked was in Toronto
Drug deal made shout out Styrofoam players
T for scamming had me dashing like I’m Damon
Serving collies in my city, watch what you claiming
Shoot outs always happen over Crowley, what you saying?
Oh, what’s gwanning?
I’m OT in Kitchener into the mall, mm-hmm-hmm
How you want it?
I got white, green cauliflower and broccoli, ah, ah

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
(Toronto)
Toronto, mixing up the lemon in the front door
I’d tell you what’s gwanning but you not know
My lil’ dawg they want more, searching for more
Toronto (Toronto)
It’s gon’ follow wherever I go
I’ll go, I’ll go, for sure

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
I saw my first half beat crack before I could even take the GO bus
I sat with all them custys, crodie, I ain’t taking no cuff
Back when I would have to crack a Century Sam to roll up
We was (??) making money out on squares before the robots
Two different cyatties bringing work though we broker
Mally ting, batty big gwanning like she knows
A bowl of white, vanilla ting dem, she like a donut
Tequila name brand, a n!gga from (??) bonus
I’m a non-stop trapper, sixteenth floor by the lease
I’m from where they call America the States ain’t got no reason
Lil’ n!gga, you better watch, you get your cheese up
And your bread ’cause n!ggas die dead for a piece of pizza
Tomato sauce all over your topping, n!gga
Shorty’s kinda beat but she got a batty with it
While I’m tryna stop her, n!gga selling habanero
Better tuck your burner if they catch you, this ain’t no hot potato

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
(Toronto)
Toronto, mixing up the lemon in the front door
I’d tell you what’s gwanning but you not know
My lil’ dawg they want more, searching for more
Toronto (Toronto)
It’s gon’ follow wherever I go
I’ll go, I’ll go

[Verse 3: Hollywood Sos]
Yeah
I know a few (??) who would wild out for the fetti
But no more belts, he want a Rollie Sprite or Pepsi
Done tucking it up, he 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, n!ggas working tings out the telly
Check a little later then he break her out the Denny’s
Sent a b!tch 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 missus fu*k a n!gga 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 flexing, doing extras down at Zanzi
Tryna win though, s*it is grim, we dream but never sleeping
So much harder when there’s barely nothing to believe in
From the city where we never worry ’bout a pop out
This really ain’t a problem ’til you hear a n!gga drop out (Toronto)