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lil alfa - easy lyrics

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whatcha you mean you don’t know my name
whatcha i ain’t gonna get the fame
whatcha you mean my sh-t sound the same
if anything b-tch i run the game
drive a hundred k down the boulevard
garage filled up with foreign cars
in hollywood you can walk over my star
imma set the limit no one gonna p-ss the bar

b-tch you can’t sound like this
feeling like kd i never miss
imma hit my n-ggas with the -ssist
got them all looking at the ice on my wrist
all this money yet no company
everywhere you n-ggas is blasting me
yeah all you n-ggas still wanna test me
n-gga im the one rocking versace

whatcha you mean you don’t know my name
whatcha i ain’t gonna get the fame
whatcha you mean my sh-t sound the same
if anything b-tch i run the game
drive a hundred k down the boulevard
garage filled up with foreign cars
in hollywood you can walk over my star
imma set the limit no one gonna p-ss the bar

this what they wanted from me
in the backyard growing out tree
a n-gga don’t like playing 2k
but you a n-gga got the best d
my b-tch lounging in the supreme
i am not what a n-gga wanna be
my b-tch lounging in the supreme
i am not what a n-gga wanna be

whatcha you mean you don’t know my name
whatcha i ain’t gonna get the fame
whatcha you mean my sh-t sound the same
if anything b-tch i run the game
drive a hundred k down the boulevard
garage filled up with foreign cars
in hollywood you can walk over my star
imma set the limit no one gonna p-ss the bar

i don’t f-ck with none of that stupid sh-t
she a thot your image she gonna ruin it
loud -ss cuban b-tch don’t know what silence is
your b-tch made it to the top of my list
she give me head inside the rarri
when she with she looking fine like cardi
got her on hennessy and a lil molly
i got your b-tch pregnant and i ain’t even sorry

whatcha you mean you don’t know my name
whatcha i ain’t gonna get the fame
whatcha you mean my sh-t sound the same
if anything b-tch i run the game
drive a hundred k down the boulevard
garage filled up with foreign cars
in hollywood you can walk over my star
imma set the limit no one gonna p-ss the bar



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