Text: Alexis Blue. Hypothetical Situations. Your Easy Life.

Handouts and giveaways, this lad he's got it sussed
Y'talk bout your family, big house or college trust
He's just one o' those, guys you love to hate
I dont like to bitch, no, but that boy he's such a state

Money in the bank, you know your life is such a breeze
Line of ladies quein up just to get themselves a squeeze
He's just one o' those, guys you love to hate
I dont like to bitch, no, but that boy he's such a state

So you say what you like
We dont need your money
Your daddy
Your easy life
And we will say what we like...
So when the crowds come runnin
Dont try to be all smiles
Cus' you know you got no style

Late nights n snake bites always prayin that you pull
Bleach blonde bimbo, she's so far from beautiful
You've turned into something, that we all detest
So stop your bragging, shut up, give it a rest

SOLO

So you say what you like
We dont need your money
Your daddy
Your easy life
And we will say what we like...
So when the crowds come runnin
Dont try to be all smiles
Cus' you know you got no style

You'll go off, and start anew
You'll go off, without a clue
We'll say we like you with our fingers crossed
Sus you're the one who
Felt the need to

Say what you like
We dont need your money
Your daddy
Your easy life
And we will say what we like...
So when the crowds come runnin
Dont try to be all smiles
Cus' you know you got no..

Say what you like
We dont need your money
Your daddy
Your easy life
And we will say what we like...
So when the crowds come runnin
Dont try to be all smiles
Cus' you know you got no style