paroles de chanson too easy (Remix) [feat. Future & Roddy Ricch] - Gunna , Future , Roddy Ricch
Wheezy
outta
here
It's
Young
Wunna
and
Young
Wheezy,
man,
this
shit
too
easy
Different
bitch
for
every
season
showin'
me
they
cleavage
I
take
drugs
and
feel
relaxed,
it's
like
they
therapeutic
She
text
that
pussy,
I
don't
call
back
so
she
won't
think
I
need
it
I
gave
my
Rolls
Royce
some
wings
Drink
so
damn
cold,
I
could
freeze
Ayy,
first
time
I
called
Elliot,
Gunna
told
me
to
spend
250
Now
my
chain
cost
half
a
milli'
and
I'm
plottin
on
a
silly
billi'
Made
25
million,
I
said
mm-mm-mm-mm
Now
all
of
these
hoes
fuckin'
me
better,
mm-mm-mm-mm
Shawty
say
she
like
me
'cause
she
slidin'
through
the
trenches
with
me
Give
her
a
million
dollars
worth
of
game
like
I'm
Wallo
and
Gillie
Wheezy,
Wunna,
Pluto,
Roddy,
this
shit
way
too
easy
I
put
your
bitch
in
CC,
Céline,
Chanel,
if
need
be
You
niggas
really
actors,
you
shoulda
been
on
TV
You
talkin'
like
you
turnt
up,
you
niggas
really
T-D
It's
Young
Wunna
and
Young
Wheezy,
man,
this
shit
too
easy
Different
bitch
for
every
season
showin'
me
they
cleavage
I
take
drugs
and
feel
relaxed,
it's
like
they
therapeutic
She
text
that
pussy,
I
don't
call
back
so
she
won't
think
I
need
it
Made
it
out
the
jungle,
I
ball,
ain't
got
no
jumper
Rest
in
peace
to
my
uncle,
never
met,
but
I
still
love
you
Remember
that
pussy
from
way
back,
playin',
I
pay
'em
to
pop
him
Stayed
in
the
hood
where
the
killers
at,
made
my
pillow
a
chopper
This
ain't
diamonds
you
lookin'
at
and
we
done
updated
the
roster
You
can
tell
it's
a
rich
nigga
posture
Young
GunWunna,
I'm
spittin'
it
proper
Trappin'
at
school,
I
was
servin'
bags,
police
was
searchin'
my
locker
Who
did
your
jewelry?
It
look
like
brass
One
of
your
bros
should've
stopped
ya
It's
Young
Wunna
and
Young
Wheezy,
man,
this
shit
too
easy
Different
bitch
for
every
season
showin'
me
they
cleavage
I
take
drugs
and
feel
relaxed,
it's
like
they
therapeutic
She
text
that
pussy,
I
don't
call
back
so
she
won't
think
I
need
it
I
stick
dick
deep
inside
her
throat
where
it
ain't
no
more
breathin'
If
I
don't
post
and
I
go
ghost,
it's
gon'
be
for
a
reason
Just
got
my
reading,
now
my
reason's
I'm
booked
out
the
region
This
jewelry
cold
on
me,
I'm
freezin',
no
way
I'm
anemic
Pluto,
Pluto,
two-door,
four-door,
man,
this
shit
too
easy
Yeah,
I'm
gon'
chop
a
brick
like
judo,
snatch
a
Lamborghini
(chop
it
up)
I
got
a
different
bitch
for
different
places,
different
seasons
(I
do)
Bitch
ain't
playin'
her
position,
cuttin'
her
off,
this
shit
too
easy
(Super)
I
started
off
smashin'
R&B
stars
right
at
the
bando
(Future)
I'm
havin'
hoes
all
the
way
south
thinkin'
that
I
abandoned
'em
I'm
havin'
pimpin'
in
my
blood
and
I
can
change
the
climate
I
threw
the
Marni
on
and
took
the
price
up
like
I
designed
it
Can't
put
a
presidential
on
a
bitch
'less
she
give
a
nigga
a
ménage
('nage)
That
lil'
IG
bitch
ain't
shit,
fucked
her
in
the
car
(car)
Fucked
'round
with
a
side
piece,
pop
out
that
night
in
double-R
(what
up?)
Started
talkin'
Chinese
from
all
these
sticks
in
the
car
It's
Young
Wunna
and
Young
Wheezy,
man,
this
shit
too
easy
Different
bitch
for
every
season
showin'
me
they
cleavage
I
take
drugs
and
feel
relaxed,
it's
like
they
therapeutic
She
text
that
pussy,
I
don't
call
back
so
she
won't
think
I
need
it
I
stick
dick
deep
inside
her
throat
where
it
ain't
no
more
breathin'
If
I
don't
post
and
I
go
ghost,
it's
gon'
be
for
a
reason
Just
got
my
reading,
now
my
reason's
I'm
booked
out
the
region
This
jewelry
cold
on
me,
I'm
freezin',
no
way
I'm
anemic
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