ejai - Get Easy

EJ, I'ma talk my shit
Savo
Shit get easy
I'm too up, I don't even gotta chase
Bitches on me left and right, I don't even know my taste
Different flavors, she gon' come and kick it off today
I'ma taker
Niggas know I ain't even come to play
We get paper
Why the fuck you trying to contemplate
Million a day, me and my niggas, we here to stay
I can't fuck your bitch, she ain't my type, why you ain't tell her huh
I like bitches bad, when they toxic and they venomous
I'm the one that take them trips and come back with them flavors, huh
She wanna fuck on me because I'm famous, can't be seen with her
I keep me a bag, why these bitches keep on flaring up
I make niggas mad
Why you say that?
Cause they hatin' huh?
I really don't care though, keep her chopper near though
Send off shots, send off shots, these niggas, they scarecrows
I can't fuck this money up, bitch, I been havin
These niggas play like Madden, bitch, I'm the captain
Watch how I run up this chain, why all these bitches they knowin' my name
Why the fuck nigga he wanna come chill?
Run up a million, I'm king of the hill
Born in the ghetto, got house on the hill
Remember the days me and mama was ill
Suicide, note one to pop me a pill
Look at me now, I'm as big as it gets
Bitch ass nigga, I can't fuck with you
Go get some money that ain't in the picture
Big ass 40, I whip out and hit you
I pull up on niggas like, what is the issue
I can't fuck with no little bitch, that's capped out
Most of these niggas, they tapped out
I like bitches bad like, Yoncé
Give me that pussy like right now
She wanna get fly out, she want sex by the fire
She want me to turn her out, she wanna go higher
She gon' take them panties off, I know her desire
I can't tell her where to go, but she gon' want the fire
Shit get easy, I'm too up, I don't even gotta chase
Bitches on me left and right, I don't even know my taste
Different flavors, she gon' come and kick it off today
I'ma taker , niggas know I ain't even come to play
We get paper, why the fuck you trying to contemplate
Million a day, me and my niggas, we here to stay
I can't fuck your bitch, she aint my type, why you ain't tell her huh
I like bitches bad when they toxic, when they venomous
I'm the one that take them trips and come back with them flavors up
She won't fuck on me because I'm famous, can't be seen with her
I keep me a bag, why these bitches keep on flaring up
I make niggas mad, why you say that? Cause they hatin' huh
I really don't care though
Keep her chopper near though

Written by:
Errol Allen jr, James Garner

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