MemoTheMafioso - Easy lyrics
[MemoTheMafioso - Easy lyrics]
If I ever said I can't then I'm prolly lying
Everything I'm doing easy, I'm barely trying
Be my partner till the end
Then you know I'm right
They planning, but I ain't surprised
Call my brother Wap, like what he hit for
He said we up a couple
Thousands it ain't shit tho
We in the big dough
Trap money since the flip phones
Who said that we broke
It must came out his lips wrong
Like hold on, see me on my dolo
Pokin' out the pro club
But I don't really do the polo
Speaking on my name
Thank you for the free promo
But it's another story if I
Caught em on the solo for sure tho
Popping hella gangsta when they all
Up in them photos
He try some stupid, and getting slumped
Serving every day
How the fuck is that your bro tho
You looking hella soft
Pretty sweet like a rolo
Got em in they fields
Got me thinking that they homo
I barely seen a pole and get
It dancing like a gogo
Really making plates, trap jumping like pogo
Them birds that you flipping
Not existing they some dodo's
My partna copped a drake
And he be feeling like YOLO
When he get to tripping
Block spinning like a yoyo
Talking to yourself, tryna you is a hobo
We leave that clown shit
To the circus you is a bozoo
We was flipping for the low
Now we got it about a lot
Really everything you wanna be
And everything you not
I'm not one of these boys in
The shadow of they pops
Really made my own name, big guala big chops
We was flipping for the low
Now we got it about a lot
Really everything you wanna be
And everything you not
I'm not one of these boys in
The shadow of they pops
Really made my own name, big guala big chops
She told me that she pray for me
Told her pray for the opps
Got a trick on my sleeve anybody wanna plot
I'm good to get it done
And I'm bad at getting caught
Ion never do the games
Play with me and get got
I see them fake flexing man
That boy need to stop
All up in them videos with another man watch
Going out sad, really some I cannot
Everytime I think I'm done
I turn it up another notch
It's a lot of motherfucker wanna
See me in a box
Really fuck em all Imma ball till I drop
You know Dozens that's my dawg told
Him see you at the top
That's type of shit we on
Getting money never stop
My brother got a problem
What it is? What's the plot?
Been loyal to the team
Sum that I never bought
Money tell me little how you move it sell lot
They be claiming they your partna tryna
Knock you out you're spot really pop
Rubber bands you just popping out yo mouth
Lying to yourself tell me
What's is that about
I've been bit by a snake
So I listen to my doubt
He want to try to blitz
You better pick another route boy
Ay men, you know what I'm saying
We want that beat run out
Of breath you fell me get the boys process
I know yall need it
Laudiano
Everything I'm doing easy, I'm barely trying
Be my partner till the end
Then you know I'm right
They planning, but I ain't surprised
Call my brother Wap, like what he hit for
He said we up a couple
Thousands it ain't shit tho
We in the big dough
Trap money since the flip phones
Who said that we broke
It must came out his lips wrong
Like hold on, see me on my dolo
Pokin' out the pro club
But I don't really do the polo
Speaking on my name
Thank you for the free promo
But it's another story if I
Caught em on the solo for sure tho
Popping hella gangsta when they all
Up in them photos
He try some stupid, and getting slumped
Serving every day
How the fuck is that your bro tho
You looking hella soft
Pretty sweet like a rolo
Got em in they fields
Got me thinking that they homo
I barely seen a pole and get
It dancing like a gogo
Really making plates, trap jumping like pogo
Them birds that you flipping
Not existing they some dodo's
My partna copped a drake
And he be feeling like YOLO
When he get to tripping
Block spinning like a yoyo
Talking to yourself, tryna you is a hobo
We leave that clown shit
To the circus you is a bozoo
We was flipping for the low
Now we got it about a lot
Really everything you wanna be
And everything you not
I'm not one of these boys in
The shadow of they pops
Really made my own name, big guala big chops
We was flipping for the low
Now we got it about a lot
Really everything you wanna be
And everything you not
I'm not one of these boys in
The shadow of they pops
Really made my own name, big guala big chops
She told me that she pray for me
Told her pray for the opps
Got a trick on my sleeve anybody wanna plot
I'm good to get it done
And I'm bad at getting caught
Ion never do the games
Play with me and get got
I see them fake flexing man
That boy need to stop
All up in them videos with another man watch
Going out sad, really some I cannot
Everytime I think I'm done
I turn it up another notch
It's a lot of motherfucker wanna
See me in a box
Really fuck em all Imma ball till I drop
You know Dozens that's my dawg told
Him see you at the top
That's type of shit we on
Getting money never stop
My brother got a problem
What it is? What's the plot?
Been loyal to the team
Sum that I never bought
Money tell me little how you move it sell lot
They be claiming they your partna tryna
Knock you out you're spot really pop
Rubber bands you just popping out yo mouth
Lying to yourself tell me
What's is that about
I've been bit by a snake
So I listen to my doubt
He want to try to blitz
You better pick another route boy
Ay men, you know what I'm saying
We want that beat run out
Of breath you fell me get the boys process
I know yall need it
Laudiano