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Easy - Rich The Kid
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Easy - Rich The Kid
[Intro]
AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL)

[Chorus]
My wrist, that's a hunnid easy (Hunnid)
Double C when you see my bitch
Hell nah, she bad, she don't wear no Yeezys (Bad)
Big bank so the money don't fold
I'm a young nigga, still trap or die like Jeezy
All the bands on me, she a fan on me
Young nigga run a check out of DC
Popped a pill, automatic E.T.  
Bitch bad, she might get a new Jeep (What?)
Make a twenty, turn it to a hunnid (Woo)
Hit the plug, get the bands, run it
But a broke nigga ain't talkin' nothing (Nothing)
Fell asleep in it, it was bussin'
Made a fifty double to a hunnid
Cut the Bentley, put the Forgis on it
Girl, throw it back like it was fronted
All these racks is all I ever wanted

[Verse]
Throw it back (Throw it back)
She want a Birkin but she can't get none of that (What?)
Ass fat, she want a rack, I told her to make it clap
Last night, I made a hunnid easy
I usually charge, but she could get a freebie
My last bitch, she said she didn't need me
Now she broke and bust it for the free-ski
Ooh, I done bought the Lamborghini (Skrrt)
I be flexin' on 'em, know they see me
Pass that, told him to put up a fifty but he couldn't match that
Make a twenty, turn it to a hunnid (Hunnid)
She don't wear no Yeezy, is you dummy?
Drop a bullet, hit you in the tummy
Niggas love the cappin', but it's real me
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