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Rich the Kid - Easy Lyrics



Rich the Kid - Easy Lyrics
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(AXL)

My wrist, that's a hunnid easy (hunnid)
Double C when you see my bitch
Hell nah, she bad, she don't want no Yeezys (bad)
Big bank so the money don't fold
All my young niggas still trap or die like Jeezy
All the bands on me, she a fan on me
Young nigga run a check out of DC
Popped a pill, I'm done met E.T.
Bitch bad, she might get a new Jeep (what?)
Make a twenty, turn it to a hunnid (woo)
Hit the plug, get the bands, run it
But a broke nigga ain't talkin' nothing (nothing)
Fell asleep in it, it was bussin'
Made a fifty, double to a hunnid
Cut the Bentley, put the Forgis on it (skrt)
Girl, throw it back like it was fronted
All these racks is all I ever wanted

Throw it back
She want a Birkin but she can't get none of that (what?)
Ass fat, she want the rack, I told her to make it clap
Last night, I made a hunnid easy
I usually charge, but she could get a freebie
My last bitch, she said she didn't mean
Now she broke and bust it for the freeski
Oh, I done bought the Lamborghini (skrt)
I've been flexin' on 'em, know they see me
Pass that, told him to put up a fifty but he couldn't match that
Make a twenty, turn it to a hunnid (hunnid)
She don't wear no Yeezy, is you dummy?
Chopper bullet hit you in the tummy
Niggas love that cappin', but it's funny

My wrist, that's a hunnid easy (hunnid)
Double C when you see my bitch
Hell nah, she bad, she don't want no Yeezys (bad)
Big bank so the money don't fold
All my young niggas still trap or die like Jeezy
All the bands on me, she a fan on me
Young nigga run a check out of DC
Popped a pill, I'm done met E.T.
Bitch bad, she might get a new Jeep (what?)
Make a twenty, turn it to a hunnid (woo)
Hit the plug, get the bands, run it
But a broke nigga ain't talkin' nothing (nothing)
Fell asleep in it, it was bussin'
Made a fifty, double to a hunnid
Cut the Bentley, put the Forgis on it (skrt)
Girl, throw it back like it was fronted
All these racks is all I ever wanted
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(AXL)

My wrist, that's a hunnid easy (hunnid)
Double C when you see my bitch
Hell nah, she bad, she don't want no Yeezys (bad)
Big bank so the money don't fold
All my young niggas still trap or die like Jeezy
All the bands on me, she a fan on me
Young nigga run a check out of DC
Popped a pill, I'm done met E.T.
Bitch bad, she might get a new Jeep (what?)
Make a twenty, turn it to a hunnid (woo)
Hit the plug, get the bands, run it
But a broke nigga ain't talkin' nothing (nothing)
Fell asleep in it, it was bussin'
Made a fifty, double to a hunnid
Cut the Bentley, put the Forgis on it (skrt)
Girl, throw it back like it was fronted
All these racks is all I ever wanted

Throw it back
She want a Birkin but she can't get none of that (what?)
Ass fat, she want the rack, I told her to make it clap
Last night, I made a hunnid easy
I usually charge, but she could get a freebie
My last bitch, she said she didn't mean
Now she broke and bust it for the freeski
Oh, I done bought the Lamborghini (skrt)
I've been flexin' on 'em, know they see me
Pass that, told him to put up a fifty but he couldn't match that
Make a twenty, turn it to a hunnid (hunnid)
She don't wear no Yeezy, is you dummy?
Chopper bullet hit you in the tummy
Niggas love that cappin', but it's funny

My wrist, that's a hunnid easy (hunnid)
Double C when you see my bitch
Hell nah, she bad, she don't want no Yeezys (bad)
Big bank so the money don't fold
All my young niggas still trap or die like Jeezy
All the bands on me, she a fan on me
Young nigga run a check out of DC
Popped a pill, I'm done met E.T.
Bitch bad, she might get a new Jeep (what?)
Make a twenty, turn it to a hunnid (woo)
Hit the plug, get the bands, run it
But a broke nigga ain't talkin' nothing (nothing)
Fell asleep in it, it was bussin'
Made a fifty, double to a hunnid
Cut the Bentley, put the Forgis on it (skrt)
Girl, throw it back like it was fronted
All these racks is all I ever wanted
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Writer: Dimitri Roger, Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, Axel Alberigi
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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