letra de too easy - bbg steppaa
[intro: bbg steppaa & becky hill]
better off without you
and it’s finally clear to see
that the person i was missing, it’s not you, it’s me
now i’m better off without you
and it’s finally clear to see (gang, gang)
that the person i was missing, it’s not you, it’s me
[verse]
hit that boy in his melon, like, what is he thinkin’? (baow)
lil’ slime tryna slide on the opps for no reason
lil’ bro, he keep flippin’, he commitin’ treason
leave ’em on the curb, left his body reekin’
he talked out his body, now he need a deacon
brodie caught a body, my young n-gga tweakin’
we up the score and y’all lil’ n-ggas fiendin’
chest-shot, now that lil’ n-gga bleedin’, ayy (chest-shot, chest-shot)
and we out tryna lurk for action
catch lil’ finatic, then he do a backflip
talkin’ crazy, then you gon’ be past-tense
big ass gun, tryna knock down a fat b-tch (boom-boom, baow)
do the clip then back to livin’ lavish
he want smoke then he gon’ have to match this
he say he brim, i’ma knock of his hat (die hat, die hat)
it’s shiestyxn, we the ones who be snappin’
and i think y’all forgot who i am
walk down, tryna make me a hat n-gga dance
f-ck from the back, make her take off her pants
good d-ck, leave that b-tch in a trance
her sh-t shake, gon’ make sh-t clap, no hands
after that, i’ma f-ck on her friends
her sh-t, gon’ make sh-t clap, no hands
after that, i’ma f-ck on her friends (d-mn, like, gang)
and y’all lil’ n-ggas really be b-tches
he act up, now the lil’ n-gga missin’
i walk down, i’on shoot from a distance (fah-fah)
that’s what come wit’ all that dissin’
he sendin’ shots, but really be missin’
lemme find out y’all lil’ n-ggas snitchin’
he sendin’ shots, but really be missin’ (on grave)
lemme find out y’all lil’ n-ggas snitchin’
and i pull out the grip, out the backpack
talk out his body, we cl!ck ’em and that’s that (he done)
ayy, lil’ bro eatin’ cheese, rat trap
brodie just cooked us a opp, yeah, we back at it
if he steamin’, that blunt, n-gga, pass that
i see a opp n-gga b-tch, i’ma smash that (smokin’ his pack)
if he steamin’, that blunt, n-gga, pass that
i see a opp n-gga b-tch, i’ma smash that (on gang, on gang)
[outro: becky hill]
better off without you
and it’s finally clear to see
that the person i was missing, it’s not you, it’s me
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