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 Gs 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 aint tell you what the problem is?
Well, tell that bitch to shut her mouth if she aint poppin shit
Bitch, I want the Dolce & Gabbana, I dont 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
Ima drop another tape just to drive the game crazy
I done turned my city up, now every DJ wanna play me, thats 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 Gs 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 cant stay away from Wafi, so they watchin me
Bitch say she aint a fan, but she gotta be
I just clicked her page, I dont know her, but she follow me
I aint gotta fake no bags or front my shit
I aint had no bands like this, but I been that bitch
**** how much niggas makin if he got it and aint give you none
Now tell that broke mad bitch to come and add me up
I got a habit , I cant get enough of spendin
Expensive mother****er, do this rich shit for a livin
**** around and buy it all, so lock the doors if Im in Lenox
Givenchy fur the coldest, give a **** about the ticket
I done told you niggas that Im a bag-chaser, excuse me, bag-getter
**** these broke niggas, got more money than my last nigga
Im 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 Im only nineteen, got more money than my father
Money longer than my age, bitch, Im a mother****in problem
Yeah, bitch, I make it look easy
Dog a nigga out, I bet he still wont 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 Gs 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 waytoo easy, ayy
I said this shit too easy