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rich the kid - easy* lyrics

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[intro]
axl (axl), axl (axl), axl (axl)

[chorus]
mile rich, that’s a hunnid easy (hunnid)
double see when you see my b-tch
h-ll nah, she bad, she don’t want no yeezys (bad)
big bag so the money don’t fall
i’m a young n-gga still trapping that like easy
all the bands on me, she a fan on me
young n-gga brought the check out of dc
popped a pill, i’m the man – e.t
b-tch bad, she might get a new cheek (what?)
make a twenty, turn it to a hunnid (woo)
hit the plug, get the bands, sprinting
but a broke n-gga ain’t talkin’ nothing (nothing)
send to sleep, in there it was bussin’
made a fifty, double to a hunnid
cut the bentley, put the porches on it (skrt)
her thot bag like it was frontin’
all these racks all i ever wanted

[verse 1]
throw a bag
she want a birkin but she can’t get none of that (what?)
-ss fat, she want the right, i told that i’m making cap
d-mn, i done made a hunnid easy
i use this chalker, she could get a free
my lamb’, b-tches say she didn’t mean
now she broke in busses for the freezers
ouh, i done bought the lamborghini (skrt)
i’ve been facin’ on a nordic season
p-ss that, told him the b-tter was fifty but he could’ve match that
make a twenty, turn it to a hunnid (hunnid)
she don’t want no yeezy, she just dumbin’
drop a bullet, place it in the tommy
n-ggas love that cappin’ but it’s on my wrist

[chorus]
mile rich, that’s a hunnid easy (hunnid)
double see when you see my b-tch
h-ll nah, she bad, she don’t want no yeezys (bad)
big bag so the money don’t fall
i’m a young n-gga still trapping that like easy
all the bands on me, she a fan on me
young n-gga brought the check out of dc
popped a pill, i’m the man – e.t
b-tch bad, she might get a new cheek (what?)
make a twenty, turn it to a hunnid (woo)
hit the plug, get the bands, sprinting
but a broke n-gga ain’t talkin’ nothing (nothing)
send to sleep, in there it was bussin’
made a fifty, double to a hunnid
cut the bentley, put the porches on it (skrt)
her thot bag like it was frontin’
all these racks all i ever wanted



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