ez$ (feat. Jiji)

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Seungrae

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Ay
Ay
Ay
Drop a hundred bands like its nothing, uh
Ay, fucking in the Benz like its nothing, uh
Bitch why you so mad over nothing, uh
Yeh, I'm the fucking man you just nothing, uh
Ay, one night in her bed now she love me, uh
I heard that her man wanna jump me, uh
Bitch why you so mad over nothing, uh
Yeh, I'm the fucking man you just nothing, uh
(Ay)
And bumping these 808's, I be smoking an eighth in a j
Can you keep up, uh (Can you keep, uh)
Fake motherfuckers stay away if I catch you out of place
Yeh, I'll put you in the spot, uh (Put you in the spot, uh)
Don't ever speak ill of my name if I hear Seungrae
Better be praying to god, uh (Better be praying to god)
Yeh, I'm coming for the game, head hunting for their fame
Yeh, I'm hungry for it all bitch (Yeh, I'm hungry for it all)
Uh, bitch
Uh, bitch
Uh, bitch
Ay
Money on my mind, this a bona fide hit
This a joint enterprise, every track a fat spliff
All you motherfuckers fried, they can't handle our shit
Put a cost on my head, but bitch I'm priceless, uh
Fucking with the wrong people
I'm a don while some call me god
We are not equal
Underdog to superstar now they call me for features
I feel like I'm on the motherfucking top
Bitch maybe it's because I
Drop a hundred bands like its nothing, uh
Ay, fucking in the Benz like its nothing, uh
Bitch why you so mad over nothing, uh
Yeh, I'm the fucking man you just nothing, uh
Ay, one night in her bed now she love me, uh
I heard that her man wanna jump me, uh
Bitch why you so mad over nothing, uh
Yeh, I'm the fucking man you just nothing uh
Drop a hundred bands like its nothing, uh
Ay, fucking in the Benz like its nothing, uh
Bitch why you so mad over nothing, uh
Yeh, I'm the fucking man you just nothing, uh
Ay, one night in her bed now she love me, uh
I heard that her man wanna jump me, uh
Bitch why you so mad over nothing, uh
Yeh, I'm the fucking man you just nothing, uh
I be thumbin' thru the racks (I be thumbin' thru the racks)
I be juggin' out the packs (I be juggin' out he packs)
Finna press him like a button if he fuckin wit my bag and if he don't understand
I got 30 in the mag (Ka-baoh)
I got 30 in the pill
I be smokin on this pack
Give a f*ck how you feel (Give a f*ck how you feel)
How you mad again but still ain't make no moves like you a mannequin
While you was doing nothing I was runnin' up a bag again
While you was out here babblin' I was baggin' on your bitch
All this money got her gaggin' on this dick (Lil bitch)
Burberry YSL and Tom Ford
Yea I always ball on my top form
Why she getting wet like a pond for
I just wanted top, what's the talk for
Snakes in the grass bring a lawn mower
Give em what they want but they want more
Pull up to the Louis store, Bonjour
Gave her what she want and she pop 4
Runnin through the block like parkour
Why would care about ops for
I be at the top floor
Drop a hundred bands like its nothing, uh
Ay, fucking in the Benz like its nothing, uh
Bitch why you so mad over nothing, uh
Yeh, I'm the fucking man you just nothing, uh
Ay, one night in her bed now she love me, uh
I heard that her man wanna jump me, uh
Bitch why you so mad over nothing, uh
Yeh, I'm the fucking man you just nothing uh
Drop a hundred bands like its nothing, uh
Ay, fucking in the Benz like its nothing, uh
Bitch why you so mad over nothing, uh
Yeh, I'm the fucking man you just nothing, uh
Ay, one night in her bed now she love me, uh
I heard that her man wanna jump me, uh
Bitch why you so mad over nothing, uh
Yeh, I'm the fucking man you just nothing, uh

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