EA$Y MONEY

EA$Y MONEY - Brinks Truck Boy lyrics

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[Hook:]

I'm the Brinks Truck Boy, see the truck riding past

Got a strap on me and a whole lotta cash

I know you haters would like this gwap

But don't get too close because you might get shot

[Verse 1:]

Son, I'm the Brinks Truck Boy, homie I got bags of this money

What you think I keep the thing tucked for?

Broke haters can't stand me, prolly cause my chips stack

Caked up, but I'll get you bodied for a 6 pack

Everywhere you never at, Ea$y there

Y'all real gangsta in the booth, on the streets be scared

You's a Facebook, fake crook, symbolize a fable

Lil' Twitter critter, was assembled by ya lable

How I get it amaze you. So you wanna know how

I can turn a dro or snow pile to a dough pile

Dressed for revolution, I ain't wearing no smiles

Just a chrome cal' for them coppers tryna profile

So y'all better give a dudes some space

Remove the plates in case boys in blue give chase

I lose the jake, the car I maneuver great

So in my whip I lean like I'm losing weight

[Hook:]

I'm the Brinks Truck Boy, see the truck riding past

Got a strap on me and a whole lotta cash

I know you haters would like this gwap

But don't get too close because you might get shot

[Verse 2:]

A-yo these rappers ain't my caliber, they the type to gossip

Assassinate your character, on they records pop shit

Catch 'em and they smile at ya, that shit ain't my style so I'm a

Shut they big mouth when I activate the silencer

We ain't even 'bout that, we for getting dough

When I spit, stand back it's like ether it'll blow

All my people need cars, jewels and reefer they can blow

When they say 'less is more' they ain't referring to dough

I need to bag it, band it, stash it, spend it

And ball outta control where cats can't stand it

Invested money so my cash expanded

Before I was rapping I had mad chicks frantic

Been getting them hotties, since way back

When you would piss in your potty, the click is beside me

Try to flip get the shotty. My lawyer is the shit, I can prolly

Get a slap on the wrist for a body

[Hook:]

I'm the Brinks Truck Boy, see the truck riding past

Got a strap on me and a whole lotta cash

I know you haters would like this gwap

But don't get too close because you might get shot

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