StanWill - Effortless lyrics

It's Hokatiwi

Glock by me 24 7, I don't do no boxing
Every pair of buffies straight from Hutch
We ain't shopping
You ain't thinking with that muh'fucker
We'll shoot yo' noggin
Mike Amiri's sagging off my ass
We don't do no Robin's
Unc' play with 'bows like he Robin Hood
Lil' brodie masked up with Glock
Tryna rob the hood all gang and them like to
Blow is exotic woods
Two hundred on some linguine, boy
This pasta good
Boy, you know the steak bites stuffed in it
And it be with them Great Whites up in it?
Spaceship AMG, but I can't fly up in it
Gang gang, boy, if they ain't mine
Fuck niggas
In the lab so much, Lando call me Dexter now
Ever since I got a lil' money
I get extra wild sprite too muddy
I think gang need an extra pop
You must got some butter fingers
You don't ever catch the opps
Foam Runners on, I ain't Croc steppin'
I don't knuckle up, bitch, I got weapons
Why do you got feet if you not steppin'?
He a certified wig splitter
Brodie pop melons
Only care about my bank account, not no GPA
Bro don't give a fuck
Living life like it's GTA
Keep a toaster on me, catch a opp
They get easy baked stay up in her throat
Ask your bitch how this wee-wee taste
No cap, boy, this rap shit be effortless
Thousand on a kicks
Fendi tee cost an extra six
Play with credit card information
I don't mess with bricks
VVS's and the yellow-gold, boy
My neck is pissed
You be worried 'bout some tea, bitch
I sip Essentia
When old hoes double back, bitch
I get dementia being broke a disease
I can't get the symptoms
(Huh, nah, for real though)
Ask Loose Cannon
I be in there every week trippin'
Every shot in 2022, I just keep swishin'
Begging for that dough
We gon' fuck around a deep dish him
Can't walk up in my shoes
You can't afford to put your feet in 'em
Pop him with a 308
He thinkin' that a tree hit him
Did the limousine, ten buffies
I can't see in it
Fire 201s, everything I want be free with 'em
Scat Packs buzzing 'round the city
We like bees in 'em
Mike Amiri's skinny than a bitch
I had to squeeze in 'em
ShittyBoyz made it when nobody
Ain't believe in 'em two chains
I think BabyTron finna freeze in 'em
Brodie sayin' he ain't himself unless he
Got some lean in him
Denim healthy than a motherfucker
All this green in 'em buddy think he tough
Let's see you talkin' when that beam hit him
Ballin' in his buffies
Brodie looking like Kareem in 'em
They ain't bringing nothing to the table
I can't eat with 'em

Whew, yeah shittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia
That's on every song huh, what up, Hokatiwi?
Whew, bitch, yeah