Effortless
StanWill Lyrics

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It's Hokatiwi

Glock by me 24 7, I don't do no boxing
Every pair of buffies straight from Hutch
We ain't shopping
You ain't thinking with that muh'fucker
We'll shoot yo' noggin
Mike Amiri's sagging off my ass

We don't do no Robin's
Unc' play with 'bows like he Robin Hood
Lil' brodie masked up with Glock
Tryna rob the hood all gang and them like to
Blow is exotic woods
Two hundred on some linguine, boy
This pasta good
Boy, you know the steak bites stuffed in it
And it be with them Great Whites up in it?
Spaceship AMG, but I can't fly up in it
Gang gang, boy, if they ain't mine
Fuck niggas
In the lab so much, Lando call me Dexter now
Ever since I got a lil' money
I get extra wild sprite too muddy
I think gang need an extra pop
You must got some butter fingers
You don't ever catch the opps
Foam Runners on, I ain't Croc steppin'
I don't knuckle up, bitch, I got weapons
Why do you got feet if you not steppin'?
He a certified wig splitter
Brodie pop melons
Only care about my bank account, not no GPA
Bro don't give a fuck
Living life like it's GTA
Keep a toaster on me, catch a opp
They get easy baked stay up in her throat
Ask your bitch how this wee-wee taste
No cap, boy, this rap shit be effortless
Thousand on a kicks
Fendi tee cost an extra six
Play with credit card information
I don't mess with bricks
VVS's and the yellow-gold, boy
My neck is pissed
You be worried 'bout some tea, bitch
I sip Essentia
When old hoes double back, bitch
I get dementia being broke a disease
I can't get the symptoms
(Huh, nah, for real though)
Ask Loose Cannon
I be in there every week trippin'
Every shot in 2022, I just keep swishin'
Begging for that dough
We gon' fuck around a deep dish him
Can't walk up in my shoes
You can't afford to put your feet in 'em
Pop him with a 308
He thinkin' that a tree hit him
Did the limousine, ten buffies
I can't see in it
Fire 201s, everything I want be free with 'em
Scat Packs buzzing 'round the city
We like bees in 'em
Mike Amiri's skinny than a bitch
I had to squeeze in 'em
ShittyBoyz made it when nobody
Ain't believe in 'em two chains
I think BabyTron finna freeze in 'em
Brodie sayin' he ain't himself unless he
Got some lean in him
Denim healthy than a motherfucker
All this green in 'em buddy think he tough
Let's see you talkin' when that beam hit him
Ballin' in his buffies
Brodie looking like Kareem in 'em
They ain't bringing nothing to the table
I can't eat with 'em

Whew, yeah shittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia

That's on every song huh, what up, Hokatiwi?
Whew, bitch, yeah

Overall Meaning

In StanWill's song "Effortless," the artist paints a vivid picture of a gritty and raw lifestyle filled with violence, materialism, and a disregard for societal norms. The lyrics depict a protagonist who is constantly armed with a Glock, living a fast-paced and dangerous life where violence is always lurking. The reference to expensive designer clothing like Mike Amiri and buffies from Hutch adds a layer of luxury to the otherwise harsh surroundings, showcasing a juxtaposition between wealth and criminality.

The artist delves into themes of loyalty and betrayal, highlighting a close-knit group that is willing to do anything to protect their own. There are mentions of robbing, shooting, and the presence of weapons, suggesting a constant state of vigilance and readiness for confrontation. The lyrics also touch upon the allure of material possessions, with references to expensive meals, luxury cars like the AMG spaceship, and flashy jewelry like VVS diamonds, accentuating a desire for status and power.

The artist flaunts their wealth and extravagance, boasting about spending lavishly on sneakers and designer clothing, while nonchalantly dismissing traditional values like education and hard work. The lyrics showcase a disregard for consequences and a hedonistic attitude towards life, with a focus on instant gratification and pleasures like drugs and violence. The juxtaposition of luxury and violence creates a complex narrative, blurring the lines between glamour and danger.

Overall, the lyrics of "Effortless" by StanWill paint a vivid picture of a lifestyle filled with contradictions and extremes, reflecting the chaos and intensity of the singer's world. The artist showcases a blend of materialism, violence, and bravado, painting a stark and unapologetic portrait of a character navigating the murky waters of crime and excess. The song embodies a sense of rebellion and defiance, rejecting societal norms and embracing a life of risk and reward.

Line by Line Meaning

It's Hokatiwi
Acknowledging a place or state of mind

Glock by me 24 7, I don't do no boxing
Always armed, never backing down from a fight

Every pair of buffies straight from Hutch We ain't shopping
Preferring expensive designer shoes, not shopping around

You ain't thinking with that muh'fucker We'll shoot yo' noggin
Don't underestimate us, we are ready to take action

Mike Amiri's sagging off my ass We don't do no Robin's
Wearing designer jeans low, not following trends

Unc' play with 'bows like he Robin Hood Lil' brodie masked up with Glock Tryna rob the hood all gang and them like to Blow is exotic woods
Family involved in criminal activities with firearms, drugs, and luxury

Two hundred on some linguine, boy This pasta good
Enjoying expensive food, lavish lifestyle

Boy, you know the steak bites stuffed in it And it be with them Great Whites up in it?
Indulging in luxurious meals with expensive ingredients

Spaceship AMG, but I can't fly up in it Gang gang, boy, if they ain't mine Fuck niggas
Having a luxury car but limited driving skills, loyalty to close associates

In the lab so much, Lando call me Dexter now Ever since I got a lil' money I get extra wild sprite too muddy
Spending time creating music, adopting new persona after financial success

I think gang need an extra pop You must got some butter fingers
Wanting more firepower, questioning someone's clumsiness

You don't ever catch the opps Foam Runners on, I ain't Croc steppin' I don't knuckle up, bitch, I got weapons
Never failing to hit the enemies, wearing expensive shoes, choosing firearms over fist fights

Why do you got feet if you not steppin'? He a certified wig splitter Brodie pop melons
Expecting action from those who are supposedly prepared, skilled in violence

Only care about my bank account, not no GPA Bro don't give a fuck Living life like it's GTA
Prioritizing wealth over academic success, embracing a reckless lifestyle

Keep a toaster on me, catch a opp They get easy baked stay up in her throat Ask your bitch how this wee-wee taste
Carrying a gun for defense, mocking enemies, boasting about sexual encounters

No cap, boy, this rap shit be effortless Thousand on a kicks Fendi tee cost an extra six
Confident in rap skills, spending money on luxury items

Play with credit card information I don't mess with bricks VVS's and the yellow-gold, boy My neck is pissed
Engaging in cybercrime, avoiding drug dealing, displaying expensive jewelry

You be worried 'bout some tea, bitch I sip Essentia When old hoes double back, bitch I get dementia being broke a disease I can't get the symptoms
Mocking trivial concerns, enjoying high-quality water, forgetting past hardships

Ask Loose Cannon I be in there every week trippin' Every shot in 2022, I just keep swishin'
Referring to a friend, consistently succeeding in the new year

Begging for that dough We gon' fuck around a deep dish him Can't walk up in my shoes You can't afford to put your feet in 'em
Struggling for money, threatening violence, implying others cannot match their lifestyle

Pop him with a 308 He thinkin' that a tree hit him Did the limousine, ten buffies I can't see in it
Using a firearm, confusing with luxurious possessions

Fire 201s, everything I want be free with 'em Scat Packs buzzing 'round the city We like bees in 'em
Burning desire for luxury items, enjoying fast cars

Mike Amiri's skinny than a bitch I had to squeeze in 'em ShittyBoyz made it when nobody Ain't believe in 'em two chains
Struggling to fit into tight clothes, achieving success against odds

I think BabyTron finna freeze in 'em Brodie sayin' he ain't himself unless he Got some lean in him
Expecting someone to be impressed, relying on substances for identity

Denim healthy than a motherfucker All this green in 'em buddy think he tough Let's see you talkin' when that beam hit him
Wearing stylish jeans, portraying confidence, warning of potential violence

Ballin' in his buffies Brodie looking like Kareem in 'em They ain't bringing nothing to the table I can't eat with 'em
Flaunting designer shoes, comparing to an NBA legend, rejecting those with no value

Whew, yeah shittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia That's on every song huh, what up, Hokatiwi? Whew, bitch, yeah
Acknowledging the group and their shared identity, celebrating their roots and success

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