jawshuatt – too easy (wtf) lyrics
[intro]
(you gon’ freestyle?)
yeah (woohoo)
uh, uh, yeah (woohoo+hoo)
yeah (woohoo)
uh, uh, yeah (woohoo+hoo)
b+tch, i been geeked out, yeah (woohoo)
b+tch, i been geeked out, yeah, uh (woohoo+hoo)
b+tch, i been geeked out, yeah (woohoo)
b+tch, i been geeked out (uh, uh, uh)
[verse]
b+tch, it’s time to slide (slide)
pull up with that fire (fire)
that boy talkin’ sly (sly)
so he finna die (die)
february, march, april, may, june, july (july)
make them racks, then goodbye (bye)
sorry, nice try (nice try)
—hoe, stop it, yeah (stop it)
pull up in that mase’, yeah (mase’)
geeked out with your thottie, yeah (thottie)
she been off that molly, yeah (molly)
she gonna eat mе up, tamale, yeah (tamale)
big body bеnz like biden, yeah (like biden)
big booty b+tch like buffy the body, yeah (body)
sorry, hoe, you tried it, yeah (tried it)
sorry, hoe, you tried it, yeah (tried it)
rapping is a hobby, yeah (hobby)
geeked out my body, yeah (body)
don’t even know the topic, yeah (topic)
you know they mad ‘cuz i might just pull up with a choppa, i might spin their block with a 4
you know they mad ‘cuz i might just pull up with a tommy gun, b+tch, ain’t no need to reload
hit your b+tch with my d+ck, make her fold (yeah)
totin’ sticks with your b+tch on the road (yeah)
got a grip on my d+ck when she throat (yeah)
tried to swallow my kids but she choked (d+mn)
—kinda graphic, i don’t know (d+mn)
racks on me, i’mma blow, yeah (d+mn)
they be always breakin’ codes, yeah (d+mn)
but all they know is what they know, yeah (d+mn)
[bridge]
you know this rap sh+t too easy
n+ggas tryna be chris breezy
they going out sad, it’s too easy (d+mn)
yeah, it’s too easy (f+ck is they on, bro?)
yeah, hah, too easy (stupid ass)
uh, yeah, too easy (these n+ggas steady tweakin’ for no reason)
uh, yeah, too easy (’boutta hit this hoe real quick)
uh, yeah, too easy (yeah, yeah, yeah)
uh, yeah, too easy (woo+)
[verse 2]
woo, i been geekin’ out (woo+)
woo, shawty freakin’ out (woo+)
woo, puerto rican style (woo, woo)
or maybe it’s dominican
shawty suckin’ on my d+ck, then she kissin’ him
n+ggas foolish, thinkin’ that she is missin’ him
ain’t no typin’ in the comments, b+tch, i ain’t dissin’ him
n+ggas talking on the net, i’mma finish ’em
new portfolio, now they all wanna listen in
my neck holy ghost, um, it’s glistenin’
they call me oreo because of how i’m pitchin’ in
turn her to an oreo, at least when i’m finishin’
i am not no oyinbo, i do not eat venison
what is venison, i think that is deer
shawty grip the meat like she throwin’ spears
yeah, she strokin’ the meat on beat to britney spears
i feel like lil uzi, can’t you hear
with the way that i’m snappin’, make a n+gga fear
you trust in your eyes, i trust in my ears
when i make a track, they all wanna hear
n+gga, i’m just gettin’ started here
pushin’ the b+tch, i’m hitting fourth gear
step in the booth and they think that a legend is here
n+gga i’m a fourth year, n+gga
[outro]
what the f+ck? (c’mon, woohoo+hoo)
what the f+ck? (c’mon, woohoo+hoo)
uh, what the f+ck? (c’mon, woohoo+hoo)
woo, what the f+ck? (c’mon, woohoo+hoo)
uh, uh, what the f+ck? (c’mon, woohoo+hoo)
woo, what the f+ck? (c’mon, woohoo+hoo)
uh+huh, what the f+ck? (c’mon, woohoo+hoo)
ugh, what the f+ck? (c’mon, woohoo+hoo)
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