Easy
Ayy, who made that shit, nigga
Took her shopping at the crossing
Like it's the Galleria
Left pocket full of mozzies, right one got the Nina
I don't do no average shit, I make you a believer
Keep a bad bitch, lil' yellow, mamacita
Shorty too cold, like i got her out the freezer
On my bad days, she my lil' stress reliever
Listen when I talk, I think that she a keeper
On demand gawk, she a certified eater
Money go getter, stack it like a platter
I don't hear the hate, sound like bitches with the chatter
Bitch, I'm going up, I don't need a ladder
Lil' baby spent the check, went and got that ass fatter
I can't lie though, it was cool when I cracked her
But honestly, that shit hit better when it's natural
I rap about this shit, this really how I'm living
So many hoes around, motherf*ckers think I'm pimpin
Cool lit, nigga, what the hoes say
I'm a giving, don't be bullshittin
Really, I be chillin
F*ck your baby moms, niggas come and get your children
Don't want no interruptions while I'm hittin' in the kitchen
Bitch, I'm one on one, I'm just tryna bag a million
Always chase the money, never women, stop the simpin
Every day I'm prayin', Lord knows I be sinnin
Every day I pray, Lord knows I be winnin
Took her shopping at the crossing, like it's the galleria
Left pocket full of mozzies, right one got the Nina
I don't do no average shit, I make you a believer
Keep a bad bitch, little yellow mama said it
Shorty too cold, like i got her out the freezer
On my bad days, she my lil' stress reliever
Listen when I talk, I think that she a keeper
On demand gawk, she a certified eater
I'm good wherever, blend in like camelion
Worry bout the wrong shit, get up out ya feelings
Learned to move different, always had the vision
Any shit that happen now on God, I ain't trippin
Careful who you be around, lowkey they be plottin
Kermit ass niggas, stay alert, they be Calvin's
Watchin every move, just waitin', they be scoutin
I can never lose they down, a hundred, I'm up a thousand
Laughin' at you niggas, countin' six figures
Every day I grind, pockets gettin' bigger
Addicted to this shit, just tryna get richer
Born to be a star, bitch, I'm locked in on the mission on God
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I said addicted to this shit, just tryna get richer
Born to be a star, bitch, I'm locked in on the mission on God
Really
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Easy
Ayy, who made that shit, nigga
Took her shopping at the crossing
Like it's the Galleria
Left pocket full of mozzies, right one got the Nina
I don't do no average shit, I make you a believer
Keep a bad bitch, lil' yellow, mamacita
Shorty too cold, like i got her out the freezer
On my bad days, she my lil' stress reliever
Listen when I talk, I think that she a keeper
On demand gawk, she a certified eater
Money go getter, stack it like a platter
I don't hear the hate, sound like bitches with the chatter
Bitch, I'm going up, I don't need a ladder
Lil' baby spent the check, went and got that ass fatter
I can't lie though, it was cool when I cracked her
But honestly, that shit hit better when it's natural
I rap about this shit, this really how I'm living
So many hoes around, motherf*ckers think I'm pimpin
Cool lit, nigga, what the hoes say
I'm a giving, don't be bullshittin
Really, I be chillin
F*ck your baby moms, niggas come and get your children
Don't want no interruptions while I'm hittin' in the kitchen
Bitch, I'm one on one, I'm just tryna bag a million
Always chase the money, never women, stop the simpin
Every day I'm prayin', Lord knows I be sinnin
Every day I pray, Lord knows I be winnin
Took her shopping at the crossing, like it's the galleria
Left pocket full of mozzies, right one got the Nina
I don't do no average shit, I make you a believer
Keep a bad bitch, little yellow mama said it
Shorty too cold, like i got her out the freezer
On my bad days, she my lil' stress reliever
Listen when I talk, I think that she a keeper
On demand gawk, she a certified eater
I'm good wherever, blend in like camelion
Worry bout the wrong shit, get up out ya feelings
Learned to move different, always had the vision
Any shit that happen now on God, I ain't trippin
Careful who you be around, lowkey they be plottin
Kermit ass niggas, stay alert, they be Calvin's
Watchin every move, just waitin', they be scoutin
I can never lose they down, a hundred, I'm up a thousand
Laughin' at you niggas, countin' six figures
Every day I grind, pockets gettin' bigger
Addicted to this shit, just tryna get richer
Born to be a star, bitch, I'm locked in on the mission on God
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I said addicted to this shit, just tryna get richer
Born to be a star, bitch, I'm locked in on the mission on God
Really
Ayy, who made that shit, nigga
Took her shopping at the crossing
Like it's the Galleria
Left pocket full of mozzies, right one got the Nina
I don't do no average shit, I make you a believer
Keep a bad bitch, lil' yellow, mamacita
Shorty too cold, like i got her out the freezer
On my bad days, she my lil' stress reliever
Listen when I talk, I think that she a keeper
On demand gawk, she a certified eater
Money go getter, stack it like a platter
I don't hear the hate, sound like bitches with the chatter
Bitch, I'm going up, I don't need a ladder
Lil' baby spent the check, went and got that ass fatter
I can't lie though, it was cool when I cracked her
But honestly, that shit hit better when it's natural
I rap about this shit, this really how I'm living
So many hoes around, motherf*ckers think I'm pimpin
Cool lit, nigga, what the hoes say
I'm a giving, don't be bullshittin
Really, I be chillin
F*ck your baby moms, niggas come and get your children
Don't want no interruptions while I'm hittin' in the kitchen
Bitch, I'm one on one, I'm just tryna bag a million
Always chase the money, never women, stop the simpin
Every day I'm prayin', Lord knows I be sinnin
Every day I pray, Lord knows I be winnin
Took her shopping at the crossing, like it's the galleria
Left pocket full of mozzies, right one got the Nina
I don't do no average shit, I make you a believer
Keep a bad bitch, little yellow mama said it
Shorty too cold, like i got her out the freezer
On my bad days, she my lil' stress reliever
Listen when I talk, I think that she a keeper
On demand gawk, she a certified eater
I'm good wherever, blend in like camelion
Worry bout the wrong shit, get up out ya feelings
Learned to move different, always had the vision
Any shit that happen now on God, I ain't trippin
Careful who you be around, lowkey they be plottin
Kermit ass niggas, stay alert, they be Calvin's
Watchin every move, just waitin', they be scoutin
I can never lose they down, a hundred, I'm up a thousand
Laughin' at you niggas, countin' six figures
Every day I grind, pockets gettin' bigger
Addicted to this shit, just tryna get richer
Born to be a star, bitch, I'm locked in on the mission on God
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I said addicted to this shit, just tryna get richer
Born to be a star, bitch, I'm locked in on the mission on God
Really
Writer: Daniel Bowles, Russell Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC