aint easy lyrics

(He can't keep getting away with this!)

Better quit right now, you think this sh*t is easy
These people keep on stalking me, it’s getting creepy
Pull up in a Hummer truck, to get inside, I'm reachin'
Lil’ pistol in my pocket, this sh*t extra sneaky
This sh*t ain't for the weak, you gotta put some grease in
My b*tch pus*y taste like sweet Georgia peaches
Brand new kicks right out the box, that's why these b*tches squeakin'
I can't remember sh*t, for the past months, i been tweakin'
With this rap sh*t, I'm finna go until I'm ancient
This perc give me a sweet tooth, that’s why I’m sippin' on soda
I gotta bad b*tch beggin’ me to pull up to Minnesota
He got X'ed out the group because he ain't meet no quota
I'm tryna hit that sh*t from the back, I told my b*tch "Bend over."
What car should I drive today, the Benz truck or the Rover?
I put pedal to the metal, I’m blastin' past the troopers
I'ma just act dumb as f*ck if he try to pull me over
I'on' know where I'm going and I'on' know nothin' 'bout that odor
f*ck my opps' whip, I put a bomb up beneath the motor
Shawty squirtin' on my bed, that b*tch a super soaker
I call a f*ckboy bluff, call a bluff, just like poker
Hackin' a fat loogie, I'm sorry shawty, I'm just a smoker
Cover my face up with brand new LV bandana
I rock out with no guitar, I'm not Carlos Santana