Easy

[Intro]

(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)

I heard these bitches runnin' they mouth, nigga

Tell these broke-ass bitches to come add me up

Yeah

These bitches bums, bro

Alright

Ayy

[Chorus]

All these baguettes on my neck, bitch, I make it look easy

Youngest goin' in, bitch, I make it look light

Sixteen bars, sixteen G's easy

Two-tone for the frame, but the buffies all white

Yeah, bitch, I make it look easy, yeah

Bitch, I make it look easy, ayy

This shit way too easy, ayy

I said this shit too easy

[Verse 1]

She ain't tell you what the problem is?

Well, tell that bitch to shut her mouth if she ain't poppin' shit

Bitch, I want the Dolce & Gabbana, I don't politic

Window shoppin' hoes, I just know they never coppin' shit

Ran up another bag, all these niggas gotta pay me

I heard her new shit, I think shawty gettin' lazy

I'ma drop another tape just to drive the game crazy

I done turned my city up, now every DJ wanna play me, that's for real, nigga

[Chorus]

All these baguettes on my neck, bitch, I make it look easy

Youngest goin' in, bitch, I make it look light

Sixteen bars, sixteen G's easy

Two-tone for the frame, but the buffies all white

Yeah, bitch, I make it look easy, yeah

Bitch, I make it look easy, ayy

This shit way too easy, ayy

I said this shit too easy

[Verse 2]

Ayy, put that shit on, now all these bitches clockin' me

I can't stay away from Wafi, so they watchin' me

Bitch say she ain't a fan, but she gotta be

I just clicked her page, I don't know her, but she follow me

I ain't gotta fake no bags or front my shit

I ain't had no bands like this, but I been that bitch

**** how much niggas makin' if he got it and ain't give you none

Now tell that broke mad bitch to come and add me up

I got a habit, I can't get enough of spendin'

Expensive mother****er, do this rich shit for a livin'

**** around and buy it all, so lock the doors if I'm in Lenox

Givenchy fur the coldest, give a **** about the ticket

I done told you niggas that I'm a bag-chaser, excuse me, bag-getter

**** these broke niggas, got more money than my last nigga

I'm a big stepper, real deal stepper

Bitch raise her voice, she gettin' touched, I got a quick temper

Bro, I just dropped ten off in Prada, barely like designer (On God)

I get fresh just like Teyana, shout out to my stylist

And I'm only nineteen, got more money than my father

Money longer than my age, bitch, I'm a mother****in' problem

Yeah, bitch, I make it look easy

Dog a nigga out, I bet he still won't leave me

Yeah, bitch, this shit too easy

Ayy, shit way too easy

[Chorus]

All these baguettes on my neck, bitch, I make it look easy

Youngest goin' in, bitch, I make it look light

Sixteen bars, sixteen G's easy

Two-tone for the frame, but the buffies all white

Yeah, bitch, I make it look easy, yeah

Bitch, I make it look easy, ayy

This shit way too easy, ayy

I said this shit too easy