Eazy Money (feat. Ricky Desktop) - Quelly Woo, Sheff G & Desktop

Chicken wing, chicken wing Hotdog and bologna Chicken and macaroni Chilling with my homies Chicken wing, chicken wing Hotdog and bologna Chicken and macaroni Chilling with my homies Chicken wing, chicken wing Hotdog and bologna Chicken and macaroni Chilling with my homies Hey yo, homie Does this bass hit different or is it just me? No, it definitely hits different I can't wait for the second bass drop Chicken wing, chicken wing Hotdog and bologna Chicken and macaroni Chilling with my homies Chicken wing, chicken wing Hotdog and bologna Chicken and macaroni Chilling with my homies This ricky desktop guy is really up to something, huh

You're a monster (It's Great John beats, baby) (Great John on the beat by the way) G-lock on me They like, "Watchu gon' do with that?" Look G-lock on me Look Turn my voice up Look, look (gang, gang, gang, gang) G-lock on me, huh They like, "Watchu gon' do with that?" Look, look, look, look, finish 'em, push your Medulla back G-lock on me, huh, huh They like, "Watchu gon' do with that?" Look, look, look, finish 'em, push your Medulla back I know they watchin' me I gotta move with a better plan, keep a gun in hand Ayy, ayy, look, look, different man You won't understand, no, I know they watchin' me Look, see you niggas copyin' game Look, look, look, look, see me in person and did you the same Look, caught 'em lackin', huh He tried runnin', where you goin' stupid? Look, huh, disrespect you know I had to do it All the action, huh, niggas chattin' so we put 'em through it Look, bitch I'm with Draco, ask 'em how I do it Poppin' out, straight AMG's for when we ridin' out Can't leave a witness, could call us Hefner's we got all the bitches Keep your distance, reach for my pendant, put you on a pendant That's the endin', so much transactions my breach levels pendin' Fuck you mean? Get with the, get with the winnin' team Look, just made some millions, boy you won't believe Fuck you heard? Don't do no sorries, boy, you can't coerce me Don't need no new friends, I can't trust a soul Look, look, look, uh G-lock on me They like, "Watchu gon' do with that?" Look, look, look, look, finish 'em, push your Medulla back G-lock on me, huh, huh They like, "Watchu gon' do with that?" Look, look, look, finish 'em, push your Medulla back I know they watchin' me I gotta move with a better plan, keep a gun in hand Ayy, ayy, look, look, different man You won't understand, no, I know they watchin' me Look, see you niggas copyin' game Look, look, look, look, see me in person and did you the same Look Gang, go get 'em gang Go gang, go get 'em gang Go gang, go get 'em gang Go gang

Gang, shoot up, shoot up The shoot up game, shoot up game Ga-ga-ga-ga gang, move it, move it gang (Shoot up) great John on the beat by the way Look I done been through the struggle I see how they talk, why they lyin' in music? And I been through the system There's nowhere to be they just come for that bread or you losin' Watch all them - who pickin' and choosin' 'Cause them be the ones have you snoozin' Never get comfy, just stick it and move it Never you learn what I'm talkin' 'bout - Triple your bands But that money gon' be there before you go stretchin' your hand Don't depend on your - Use that money to help you select out the fakest of friends Depend on no man Never switch on you mans, or tell on your mans No matter the situation Couple hundreds in hand I stretch it instead And flex like shit was lit I was broke, they ain't give me shit And my class, remember how they'd laugh With the gang jokin' in the back Scrolling for me I was skippin' on Made the grip hot, - pass it off Twist up your - and I'm slappin' raw On the eighth block - risk it all It was just a call, it was just a call First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em Lucky ain't run into plenty of 'em On the eighth block - risked it all It was just a call, it was just a call They knew my name way before I knew 'em Haters gon' hate hope I run into 'em On the eighth block - risk it all It was just a call, it was just a call Clap for me, love it when she make it clap for me No homo the game make it clap for me Don't come and get left in the past for free Love my lil' -, said I love my lil' - She spittin' so nastily I love my lil' -, said I love my lil' - Doin' me nastily Lately been holdin' my anger in I just been holdin' my anger in Flex when you see me, ha, flex when you see me I'm catching a man again They want me locked up in a pen again, huh Stuck in a pen again, they plotting on me all the way to the end I ride for my brothers 'til you see the end, you know me Made the grip hot, - pass it off Twist up your - and I'm slappin' raw On the eighth block - risked it all It was just a call, it was just a call First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em Lucky ain't run into plenty of 'em On the eighth block - risked it all It was just a call, it was just a call It was just a call, it was just a call It was just a call, it was just a call It was just a call, it was just a call It was just a call, it was just a call

Great John on the beat, by the way Look, I'm stuck in my feelings, I feel like I'm losin' it (look) Been in this game, I still feel like I'm new to this (huh) Do for it, tell me just what you gon' do for it You got a name, what you do for it? 40 extended a new toy, that I play with (yeah) I could solve problems you testin' (huh) Never complain, we just handle (huh) Never show love, show no passion (huh) Never show love, get you damaged (huh) No service, you still got the message No school, but I teach you a lesson Don't try me lil' nigga, it's levels We could never be even, I'm seven (huh) You got some issues then let me know, no hesitation (no hesitation) No hesitation, I let it go, I got the drip (huh) I got the drip like a runny nose, hold on my rage (huh) Hold on my rage, I'ma let it go I stay prayin' on 'em, while all my loved ones just pray for me That's the difference, I swear all my niggas gon' spray for me Like graffiti, get caps closed Like a TV, I need me the breesh, I was patient Ain't no love over here, bitches vacant It get hot in this bitch, it be bakin' I got tired of people just fakin' Tired of these niggas hatin' Money be comin' in, stackin', no fumblin' Nigga try run up, I'm gunnin' him down I got this shit that the streets need Hate or love me, I'm stickin' around I got a big crib and my mom's good 'Member I was sleepin' on the ground We was bendin' blocks, lookin' for our opps Swear to God, we terrorized the town Pour up the mud, I gotta chill on the drugs This shit would bring a nigga down They on my dick, told 'em to get out my face It's static, I don't say a sound I got a .30 clip up in the Glock with a 4-5 with a double round Niggas comin' for my top, so I see an opp, put him in the ground No, we ain't playin' no games Think this shit funny? You finna get changed Don't try to copy it, you better run when that .40 go bang I got a different type of life The shit that I seen might've turned you insane I got a different type of life Although it wasn't perfect ain't shit I would change, no