Easier, harder way, what do you want
Woke up this morning in East Saint Laurent
Bitch I keep the 40 on me I aint fronting
Point at your face, a lil bitch start to running damn
Woke up this morning with bands
Woke up next to yo bitch, now she need a plan
You in debt, I pay my bread in advance
Woke up this morning and I blew a bag
Thumbing through fetti
I keep a machetti
Im in the kitchen, I aint talking spaghetti
I'm rollin real steady
Gas got my limbs heavy
Im in a Lambo, Bitch its not Chevy
Wake up in a Rover
My neck getting colder
My wrist looking frozen
Drop xans in my soda
Bitch f*ck being sober
AK round my shoulder
And you know its loaded
Wake up sipping potion
Aye, bitch imma wake up and pour me that potion
Bitch imma ball like Derozan
My shit so wavy think Im in the ocean, nah
But imma run through this motor
Rest in peace X
Look at the cubans all over my neck
Run up the racks and I blow through my check
Cant f*ck with you if you f*ck with the feds
Im swerving the vette til Im dead
Run it up run it up
Run all the hunnids up
Came in the building, still sipping my double cup
Im in the mom car, Im bouncing, don't give a f*ck
Look through my windows, can't see me, Im tented up
Oou, 15 and swerving the coupe
Do this all day, Ive been up in the stu
Owl be up in the booth
Hit up my plug, shit he coming through
I just be fiending for gas
White Grape White Owls, shit we burning fast
Run through the dash
Im trynna smoke up a bag
Kid going psycho, he aint got a mask
Pussy ass bitch wanna snitch on his brothers
He went, got a bitch she allergic to rubber
Pull up to your house and I let loose the gunners
Shit Mr. Geek just trynna have a good summer
Easier, harder way, what do you want
Woke up this morning in East Saint Laurent
Bitch I keep the 40 on me I aint fronting
Point at your face, a lil bitch start to running damn
Woke up this morning with bands
Woke up next to yo bitch, now she need a plan
You in debt, I pay my bread in advance
Woke up this morning and I blew a bag
Thumbing through fetti
I keep a machetti
Im in the kitchen, I aint talking spaghetti
I'm rollin real steady
Gas got my limbs heavy
Im in a Lambo, Bitch its not Chevy
Wake up in a Rover
My neck getting colder
My wrist looking frozen
Drop xans in my soda
Bitch f*ck being sober
AK round my shoulder
And you know its loaded (aye)
Wake up sipping potion
Ice on my neck and ice on my wrist
Just hopped out the Audi and I hopped in yo bitch
Yeah she do what I say, like a god damn script
And you can't f*ck with me cuz you aint making shit
Who even invited you to the f*cking party yeah
Xan after xan got me feeling retarted yeah
Cup full of lean and it got me real nauseous
Want war with me, then you're gonna take this loss bitch
My brother always told me if they stand in your way
Then you pull out the choppa and you let that bitch spray
Yeah I don't f*ck with opps and I don't f*ck with bitches
Just minding my business, Just trynna get the riches
Go on and snitch and just see what happens
But don't be a bitch when the choppa start clapping
Stop all the lying and stop all the capping
To be a real one you gotta be about your action
Rolled up a Backwoods, pull out the Juul
Started rap shit, boutta drop out of school
Water on my neck like a f*cking swimming pool
Run up on me, I hop out with the tool
Easier, harder way, what do you want
Woke up this morning in East Saint Laurent
Bitch I keep the 40 on me I aint fronting
Point at your face, a lil bitch start to running damn
Woke up this morning with bands
Woke up next to yo bitch, now she need a plan
You in debt, I pay my bread in advance
Woke up this morning and I blew a bag
Thumbing through fetti
I keep a machetti
Im in the kitchen, I aint talking spaghetti
I'm rollin real steady
Gas got my limbs heavy
Im in a Lambo, Bitch its not Chevy
Wake up in a Rover
My neck getting colder
My wrist looking frozen
Drop xans in my soda
Bitch f*ck being sober
AK round my shoulder
And you know its loaded
Wake up sipping potion
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Easier, harder way, what do you want
Woke up this morning in East Saint Laurent
Bitch I keep the 40 on me I aint fronting
Point at your face, a lil bitch start to running damn
Woke up this morning with bands
Woke up next to yo bitch, now she need a plan
You in debt, I pay my bread in advance
Woke up this morning and I blew a bag
Thumbing through fetti
I keep a machetti
Im in the kitchen, I aint talking spaghetti
I'm rollin real steady
Gas got my limbs heavy
Im in a Lambo, Bitch its not Chevy
Wake up in a Rover
My neck getting colder
My wrist looking frozen
Drop xans in my soda
Bitch f*ck being sober
AK round my shoulder
And you know its loaded
Wake up sipping potion
Aye, bitch imma wake up and pour me that potion
Bitch imma ball like Derozan
My shit so wavy think Im in the ocean, nah
But imma run through this motor
Rest in peace X
Look at the cubans all over my neck
Run up the racks and I blow through my check
Cant f*ck with you if you f*ck with the feds
Im swerving the vette til Im dead
Run it up run it up
Run all the hunnids up
Came in the building, still sipping my double cup
Im in the mom car, Im bouncing, don't give a f*ck
Look through my windows, can't see me, Im tented up
Oou, 15 and swerving the coupe
Do this all day, Ive been up in the stu
Owl be up in the booth
Hit up my plug, shit he coming through
I just be fiending for gas
White Grape White Owls, shit we burning fast
Run through the dash
Im trynna smoke up a bag
Kid going psycho, he aint got a mask
Pussy ass bitch wanna snitch on his brothers
He went, got a bitch she allergic to rubber
Pull up to your house and I let loose the gunners
Shit Mr. Geek just trynna have a good summer
Easier, harder way, what do you want
Woke up this morning in East Saint Laurent
Bitch I keep the 40 on me I aint fronting
Point at your face, a lil bitch start to running damn
Woke up this morning with bands
Woke up next to yo bitch, now she need a plan
You in debt, I pay my bread in advance
Woke up this morning and I blew a bag
Thumbing through fetti
I keep a machetti
Im in the kitchen, I aint talking spaghetti
I'm rollin real steady
Gas got my limbs heavy
Im in a Lambo, Bitch its not Chevy
Wake up in a Rover
My neck getting colder
My wrist looking frozen
Drop xans in my soda
Bitch f*ck being sober
AK round my shoulder
And you know its loaded (aye)
Wake up sipping potion
Ice on my neck and ice on my wrist
Just hopped out the Audi and I hopped in yo bitch
Yeah she do what I say, like a god damn script
And you can't f*ck with me cuz you aint making shit
Who even invited you to the f*cking party yeah
Xan after xan got me feeling retarted yeah
Cup full of lean and it got me real nauseous
Want war with me, then you're gonna take this loss bitch
My brother always told me if they stand in your way
Then you pull out the choppa and you let that bitch spray
Yeah I don't f*ck with opps and I don't f*ck with bitches
Just minding my business, Just trynna get the riches
Go on and snitch and just see what happens
But don't be a bitch when the choppa start clapping
Stop all the lying and stop all the capping
To be a real one you gotta be about your action
Rolled up a Backwoods, pull out the Juul
Started rap shit, boutta drop out of school
Water on my neck like a f*cking swimming pool
Run up on me, I hop out with the tool
Easier, harder way, what do you want
Woke up this morning in East Saint Laurent
Bitch I keep the 40 on me I aint fronting
Point at your face, a lil bitch start to running damn
Woke up this morning with bands
Woke up next to yo bitch, now she need a plan
You in debt, I pay my bread in advance
Woke up this morning and I blew a bag
Thumbing through fetti
I keep a machetti
Im in the kitchen, I aint talking spaghetti
I'm rollin real steady
Gas got my limbs heavy
Im in a Lambo, Bitch its not Chevy
Wake up in a Rover
My neck getting colder
My wrist looking frozen
Drop xans in my soda
Bitch f*ck being sober
AK round my shoulder
And you know its loaded
Wake up sipping potion
Woke up this morning in East Saint Laurent
Bitch I keep the 40 on me I aint fronting
Point at your face, a lil bitch start to running damn
Woke up this morning with bands
Woke up next to yo bitch, now she need a plan
You in debt, I pay my bread in advance
Woke up this morning and I blew a bag
Thumbing through fetti
I keep a machetti
Im in the kitchen, I aint talking spaghetti
I'm rollin real steady
Gas got my limbs heavy
Im in a Lambo, Bitch its not Chevy
Wake up in a Rover
My neck getting colder
My wrist looking frozen
Drop xans in my soda
Bitch f*ck being sober
AK round my shoulder
And you know its loaded
Wake up sipping potion
Aye, bitch imma wake up and pour me that potion
Bitch imma ball like Derozan
My shit so wavy think Im in the ocean, nah
But imma run through this motor
Rest in peace X
Look at the cubans all over my neck
Run up the racks and I blow through my check
Cant f*ck with you if you f*ck with the feds
Im swerving the vette til Im dead
Run it up run it up
Run all the hunnids up
Came in the building, still sipping my double cup
Im in the mom car, Im bouncing, don't give a f*ck
Look through my windows, can't see me, Im tented up
Oou, 15 and swerving the coupe
Do this all day, Ive been up in the stu
Owl be up in the booth
Hit up my plug, shit he coming through
I just be fiending for gas
White Grape White Owls, shit we burning fast
Run through the dash
Im trynna smoke up a bag
Kid going psycho, he aint got a mask
Pussy ass bitch wanna snitch on his brothers
He went, got a bitch she allergic to rubber
Pull up to your house and I let loose the gunners
Shit Mr. Geek just trynna have a good summer
Easier, harder way, what do you want
Woke up this morning in East Saint Laurent
Bitch I keep the 40 on me I aint fronting
Point at your face, a lil bitch start to running damn
Woke up this morning with bands
Woke up next to yo bitch, now she need a plan
You in debt, I pay my bread in advance
Woke up this morning and I blew a bag
Thumbing through fetti
I keep a machetti
Im in the kitchen, I aint talking spaghetti
I'm rollin real steady
Gas got my limbs heavy
Im in a Lambo, Bitch its not Chevy
Wake up in a Rover
My neck getting colder
My wrist looking frozen
Drop xans in my soda
Bitch f*ck being sober
AK round my shoulder
And you know its loaded (aye)
Wake up sipping potion
Ice on my neck and ice on my wrist
Just hopped out the Audi and I hopped in yo bitch
Yeah she do what I say, like a god damn script
And you can't f*ck with me cuz you aint making shit
Who even invited you to the f*cking party yeah
Xan after xan got me feeling retarted yeah
Cup full of lean and it got me real nauseous
Want war with me, then you're gonna take this loss bitch
My brother always told me if they stand in your way
Then you pull out the choppa and you let that bitch spray
Yeah I don't f*ck with opps and I don't f*ck with bitches
Just minding my business, Just trynna get the riches
Go on and snitch and just see what happens
But don't be a bitch when the choppa start clapping
Stop all the lying and stop all the capping
To be a real one you gotta be about your action
Rolled up a Backwoods, pull out the Juul
Started rap shit, boutta drop out of school
Water on my neck like a f*cking swimming pool
Run up on me, I hop out with the tool
Easier, harder way, what do you want
Woke up this morning in East Saint Laurent
Bitch I keep the 40 on me I aint fronting
Point at your face, a lil bitch start to running damn
Woke up this morning with bands
Woke up next to yo bitch, now she need a plan
You in debt, I pay my bread in advance
Woke up this morning and I blew a bag
Thumbing through fetti
I keep a machetti
Im in the kitchen, I aint talking spaghetti
I'm rollin real steady
Gas got my limbs heavy
Im in a Lambo, Bitch its not Chevy
Wake up in a Rover
My neck getting colder
My wrist looking frozen
Drop xans in my soda
Bitch f*ck being sober
AK round my shoulder
And you know its loaded
Wake up sipping potion
Writer: Brandon Cashion, Oliver Pierce
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid