Gunna & Future – too easy Lyrics

Gunna & Future – too easy Lyrics
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    "too easy." - Gunna & Future

    Album: Gunna: A Gift & A Curse Setlist
    Track No: 06
    (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
    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 **** 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)
    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 (What else?)
    I threw the Marni on and took the price up like I designed it (Pluto)
    Can't put a presidential on a bitch 'less she give a **** 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

    Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Sergio Kitchens & Wesley Glass.

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