• Title:too easy (feat. Future & Roddy Ricch) (Remix|Explicit)
  • Artist:Gunna;Future;Roddy Ricch
  • Album:DS4EVER (Explicit)
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    too easy (feat. Future & Roddy Ricch) (Remix|Explicit) - Gunna/Future/Roddy Ricch
    Lyrics by:Nayvadius Wilburn/Rodrick Moore Jr./Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Glass
    Future:
    Wheezy outta here
    Gunna:

    It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy man this s**t too easy
    Different b***h for every season showin' me they cleavage
    I take d**gs and feel relaxed it's like they therapeutic
    She text that p***y I don't call back so she won't think I need it
    Roddy Ricch:
    I gave my Rolls Royce some wings
    Jewelry so d**n cold I could freeze
    Ayy first time I called Elliot Gunna told me to spend two-fifty
    Now my chain cost half a milli' and I'm plottin on a silly billi'
    Made twenty-five million I said mm-mm-mm-mm
    Now all of these h*es f**kin' me better mm-mm-mm-mm
    Shawty say she likе me 'cause she slidin' through thе trenches with me
    Give her a million dollars worth of game like I'm Wallo and Gillie
    Wheezy Wunna Pluto Roddy this s**t way too easy
    I put your b***h in CC Céline Chanel if need be
    You n***as really actors you should've been on TV
    You talkin' like you turnt up you n***as really T-D
    Made it out the jungle I ball ain't got no jumper
    Rest in peace to my uncle never met but I still love you
    Remember that p***y from way back playin' I pay 'em to pop him
    Stayed in the hood where the killers at made my pillow a chopper
    This ain't diamonds you lookin' at and we done updated the roster
    You can tell it's a rich n***a posture
    Young GunWunna I'm spittin' it proper
    Trappin' at school I was servin' bags police was searchin' my locker
    Who did your jewelry
    It look like brass one of your bros should've stopped ya
    I stick d**k deep inside her throat where it ain't no more breathin'
    If I don't post and I go ghost it's gon' be for a reason
    Just got my reading now my reason's I'm booked out the region
    This jewelry cold on me I'm freezin' no way I'm anemic
    Pluto Pluto two-door four-door man this s**t too easy
    Yeah
    Yeah I'm gon' chop a brick like judo snatch a Lamborghini
    Chop it up
    I got a different b***h for different places different seasons
    I do
    B***h ain't playin' her position cuttin' her off this s**t too easy
    Super
    I started off smashin' R&B stars right at the bando
    Future
    I'm havin' h*es all the way south thinkin' that I abandoned 'em
    I'm havin' pimpin' in my blood and I can change the climate
    What else
    I threw the Marni on and took the price up like I designed it
    Pluto
    Can't put a presidential on a b***h 'less she give a n***a a ménage
    'Nage
    That lil' IG b***h ain't s**t f**ked her in the car
    Car
    F**ked 'round with a side piece pop out that night in double-R
    What up
    Started talkin' Chinese from all these sticks in the car