Easy Money (feat. G Baby)

I got paid just to sit on my ass I ain't chasing no bag nigga Easy money it's coming too fast And it's bigger than my last figures Pockets bigger than my last pair of jeans I don't even like to brag nigga Brand new fit I broke some bands Now I'm something like a fashion killer And they call that shit easy money Got four-five easy hundreds Get ya boy cause he be running Hitting boys like Brees or something And you know big bands they talk And you know them groupies stalk Pockets full man I can’t even walk And if you ain’t talking no money get blocked Aye, come f*ck with a young popping Lil younging From the east side of yo city Lifestyle of a rockstar and I want you to come live it with me Fetish for that cash and them bags Lowest thing I wanna touch in my hand is a fifty I'm too raw with this shit How I'm not the hottest out this bitch damn I'm offended She want that easy money I know Cause that’s what they want from me I get it Splashing money like threes or something Blow a bag in a night for the fam Yeah my nigga we did it She want that easy money I know Cause that’s what they want from me I get it Splashing money like threes or something Blow a bag in a night for the fam Yeah my nigga we did it I got paid just to sit on my ass I ain't chasing no bag nigga Easy money it's coming too fast And it's bigger than my last figures Pockets bigger than my last pair of jeans I don't even like to brag nigga Brand new fit I broke some bands Now I'm something like a fashion killer And they call that shit easy money Got four five easy hunnids Get ya boy cause he be running Hitting boys like Brees or something And you know big bands they talk And you know them groupies stalk Pockets full man I can’t even walk And If you ain’t talking no money get blocked What you know bout easy money? I play with them bands, know multi-bands Hold up, there go my feens calling They blow up my phone like Pakistan I'm on the road, I'm state to state Almost got caught for trafficking I f*ck with them blue Franklins Still f*ck with them Andrew Jacksons A nigga wanna knot so bad I bust my head for that Yeah yeah I'm dripping Christian Dior and Louis Vuitton I guess that I'm mismatched She thought that I play for Atlanta Braves The way I hit it and head home Imma get money as long as they print it Why I be smoking on good strong What you gon do for this cash? What you gon do for this bag? If I take all the money out my pocket and blow it on you will you make the shit last Oh what Imma do for that cash? Oh what Imma do for that bag? Whatever you give me that's ten times ten We ain't even gotta do the math What you gon do for this cash? What you gon do for this bag? If I take all the money out my pocket and blow it on you will you make the shit last Oh what Imma do for that cash? Oh what Imma do for that bag? Whatever you give me that's ten times ten We ain't even gotta do the math I got paid just to sit on my ass I ain't chasing no bag nigga Easy money, it's coming too fast And it's bigger than my last figures Pockets bigger than my last pair of jeans I don't even like to brag nigga Brand new fit I broke some bands Now I'm something like a fashion killer And they call that shit easy money Got four five easy hunnids Get ya boy cause he be running Hitting boys like Brees or something And you know big bands they talk And you know them groupies stalk Pockets full man I can’t even walk And If you ain’t talking no money get blocked