Easy - Cash Version
Bandzzz
Making that shit look easy
Making that shit look easy
I'm gettin bands did I studder
Fuck her pass her my brother
Cash cow milk utters
New clip got utters
That's a titty on the clip
Smack some titties wit my dick
Drankin henny by the 5th
Only purple when I sip
My aim bad so we can fight it out
Got a big scope, ain't no hiding out
Bad bitch ima pipe her down
Then crack her Chase for the right amount
Big gun when I ride around
Big blunt, roll it by the ounce
Just got like 5 pounds
And shipped it to chi town
Rock nikes bitch I just do it
I told that hoe move it or lose it
If she ain't suckin then beat it
If she ain't suckin I'm leavin
I sold some crack in them yeezys
04 I was bumpin that jeezy
09 I was movin that pack
Whole time, I was gettin that sack
Skinny nigga wit a big ol gun
Bad bitch wit a big ol butt
I'm off a perc fillin her up
Jay brought the drank pour in my cup
First question, who you bank wit?
Can't name a bank that I caint hit
I got the plug you caint get
I got the bitch you caint hit
Pack of the runts I got it
Real exotic
Smoking that dope in the Audi
I'm out my body
All them percs inside me
Turn to a zombie
Hot box in the hotel
I'm in the lobby
Making that shit look easy
Making that shit look easy
I'm gettin bands did I studder
Fuck her pass her my brother
Cash cow milk utters
New clip got utters
That's a titty on the clip
Smack some titties wit my dick
Drankin henny by the 5th
Only purple when I sip
My aim bad so we can fight it out
Got a big scope, ain't no hiding out
Bad bitch ima pipe her down
Then crack her Chase for the right amount
Big gun when I ride around
Big blunt, roll it by the ounce
Just got like 5 pounds
And shipped it to chi town
Rock nikes bitch I just do it
I told that hoe move it or lose it
If she ain't suckin then beat it
If she ain't suckin I'm leavin
I sold some crack in them yeezys
04 I was bumpin that jeezy
09 I was movin that pack
Whole time, I was gettin that sack
Skinny nigga wit a big ol gun
Bad bitch wit a big ol butt
I'm off a perc fillin her up
Jay brought the drank pour in my cup
First question, who you bank wit?
Can't name a bank that I caint hit
I got the plug you caint get
I got the bitch you caint hit
Pack of the runts I got it
Real exotic
Smoking that dope in the Audi
I'm out my body
All them percs inside me
Turn to a zombie
Hot box in the hotel
I'm in the lobby
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Parker
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