Ballout, Tadoe, Chief Keef - Easy lyrics

Keith Farrelle Cozart

[Ballout, Tadoe, Chief Keef - Easy lyrics]

I'm in LA, they play my shit in the city
Forgis on all the foreigns
Like them bitches come with it
What I'm breakin' down? gross
I ain't smokin' no midget
I'm riding in outta space with
Stars in the ceiling been in LA 6 years I
Been spend me some millions
Diamonds VVS and my diamonds
Flawless from johnny
Glory Gang pendant yeah you
Know it's from johnny
Rocks in my Bezle, I don't know what time is
Nigga I'm breaking down bells, fuck a scale
I got more racks than tennes
Nigga fuck a jail
I pay fools since I was broke
Niggas thought I was in cell
I pull off in a sig like a bat outta hell

I just hopped out like I'm fresh out of jail
We just sent the grocery boy
Go way 'bout the mail
Better than training how I
Be sparking them hills
Take your bitch 7 foot and spark her hill
You working like you jack throw over the hill
Turn down million dollar deals man
I feel like Chappelle
Bitch I’m super high don’t ask me how I feel
I’m not even tryna fuck so why
Would I Netflix & chill
Bro nem be up on that hot
Shit but my neck super chill
I had left the fucking block &
Got a crib just like PHIL
I had a dream 'bout check
Then here come Mike Will
They ask me do I want some money
Then I said I guess I will

Get money so easy
This rap shit fake believe me
Pullin' up in a 'ghini, I make shit look easy
Ballin' no arena, racks on me Serina
Pourin' up the leana, I think I got a fever
This niggas so greezy, fucknigga be easy
Bullets flying breezing
I treat these bitches even
I make shit look easy, rob a nigga easily
Come get easy sticker, pull up in a demon

Young rich boss how am supposed to be aye
I got niggas in the street
That'll blow for me aye
I got aunties that'll blow for me aye
A hundred bottles birds hit the trap urgently
I got aunties that'll come serve for me
I got niggas in the hood sell dope for me
Work-work clean to figure life nigga aye
Since a youngin', bitch I been a fuckin nigga
I'm tryna get up on you like I'm fuckin jigga
This that motherfuckin verse nigga
Play them games
Put you in the dirt nigga aye
Put you on a fuckin shirt nigga aye
I heard your life scandalising
On the guys aye
I cook you with this 4-fuckin-5 aye
Bitch you know I'm already
Super fuckin fried aye
Bitch you know I'm rich
Chill open up fragrance

Get money so easy
This rap shit fake believe me
Pullin' up in a 'ghini, I make shit look easy
Ballin' no arena, racks on me Serina
Pourin' up the leana, I think I got a fever
This niggas so greezy, fucknigga be easy
Bullets flying breezing
I treat these bitches even
I make shit look easy, rob a nigga easily
Come get easy sticker, pull up in a demon

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