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zoe osama - it get easty lyrics

[intro]
(travis on the track)

[chorus: zoe osama]
big stove on me, wrist froze on me
i gotta watch how i move, n+ggas fold on me
i tried to keep it cool with n+ggas, but they told on me
so i gotta f+ck they b+tch if they gon’ roll for me
b+tch i’m from coast gang, you see the gang when you see me
big things, ain’t no props, b+tch, this all me
and f+ck a da, how they gon’ prove it if they ain’t saw me?
and keep your mouth closed ’cause if you seen it, you ain’t saw me
you feel me?
i keep it real, do you hear me?
put a bag on your head and act surprised when they k!ll him
b+tch, i’m easty, it get easty
how you fall in love with a ho and she easy?
and how you gon’ talk about me, n+gga, and you need me?
all these b+tches try to act classy, but they sleazy
and how you n+ggas tough on instagram? you need a dp
if i see a murder, i’ma treat it like i’m stevie, believe me, ayy

[verse 1: zoe osama]
man, what’s up with all you f+ck n+ggas?
talkin’ ’bout a n+gga ’cause a n+gga just don’t f+ck with you
throwin’ dirt all on my name ’cause i ain’t stuck with you
keep playin’ with my name, you and your homies gon’ duck with you
sucker n+gga, stop askin’ if i f+cked her
if she wanted you in her bed, she would’ve told you, motherf+cker
should’ve signed with sob, i’m strictly only brothers
and i ain’t f+ckin’ with you n+ggas wearin’ purses under covers
f+g n+ggas, toe tag n+ggas
tryna hang with everybody ’cause you sad, n+gga
you hit the county and turned it down, that’s your bad, n+gga
i’m just thankin’ god that i ain’t nothin’ like these past n+ggas
see it in your face, wipe your face, boy, you mad, n+gga
keep it on my waist, i ain’t nothin’ like her last n+gga
if i hit it first, i put that b+tch up in her past, n+gga
and she gon’ double back ’cause i ain’t nothin’ like her last n+gga
[verse 2: tapri grams]
i’m nothin’ like that last n+gga, i do her like her last n+gga
i’m nothin’ like them last n+ggas, do you like them last n+ggas
baby want a ‘site cracker, baby want a bag getter (wop, wop)
these n+ggas act like b+tches, might as well go and brag with ’em
baby real easty, but she got a lil’ cash with her
make it jump, baby, come and ride it like a two+seater
smokin’ on a seven while i’m ridin’ with that nina
i got your baby mama doin’ scams on her visa (run it up)
b+tch, you ain’t good enough for leftover pizzas
i stay with blue franks and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout aretha
i shot out to mike james, he start singin’ just like tina (he a b+tch)
my diamonds blue, i went and copped a blue bimmer
my 40 got a big head just like gina
i burnt the block up so stocky, that’s ether
baby p+ssy good, but she know she not a keeper
a bustdown rollie+pollie, got it off the visa

- zoe osama lyrics

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