Too Eazy

Lyrics
[Intro] (Zen Beats) Please show me a nigga who flyer (Damn, JayFlame, you a fool for this one) I'm ridin' in foreign Skrtin' off, you hearin' the tires Yeah [Chorus] I roll up the weed and get higher I put that shit on, please show me a nigga that's flyer Pull up in that foreign, I'm skrtin' off, you hearin' the tires I heard that boy, he goin' out bad, his time done expired I heard that boy hang out wit' them rats, he wearin' a wire That bad bit', she say that she love me, but I know that she is a liar I'm havin' swag for sale so let me know if you a buyer I got some straps on me and straps on the wall like a flyer I eat up these beats wit' ease, I swear to God I'm not a tryer [Verse] I count up them racks, new hunneds they blue, some of 'em green I keep me a pint, I pour me a deuce, I'm off the lean Ride wit' the strap, ride wit' the MAC, I keep me some heat He thought he wanted beef, he thought he wanted smoke, he fled the scene These niggas ain't real as they seem Yeezy boots on, I feel like a hiker, they sit under Number (N)ine jeans Say that your diamonds shine, my diamonds brighter, I'm runnin' shit like a dean Your bitch, she worship me, she call me sire 'cause a young nigga fly like some wings [Chorus] I roll up the weed and get higher I put that shit on, please show me a nigga that's flyer Pull up in that foreign, I'm skrtin' off, you hearin' the tires I heard that boy, he goin' out bad, his time done expired I heard that boy hang out wit' them rats, he wearin' a wire That bad bit', she say that she love me, but I know that she is a liar I'm havin' swag for sale so let me know if you a buyer I got some straps on me and straps on the wall like a flyer I eat up these beats wit' ease, I swear to God I'm not a tryer
Rate this song
0/5.0 - 0 Ratings
Loading comments...
Credits
- Writers
- Zen Beats
- JayFlame
- ATL Smook