Gunna – Too easy Ft. Future

Gunna – Too easy Ft. Future

 

[Intro]

(Wheezy outta here)

 

[Chorus: Gunna]

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

 

[Verse 1: Gunna]

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

 

[Chorus: Gunna]

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

 

[Verse 2: Future]

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 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

 

[Chorus: Gunna]

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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