Eat
Lower your tone when you talking to me
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
Lower your tone when you talking to me
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
I got my goons and they ready to kill
She ain't proposing but she on her knees
You heard the crackling cause I got the keys
I've done so much man, it's like there's 2 me's
She getting wetter my bed is the sea
I float on pussy like I'm blowing trees
Hands on her head like I told her to freeze
She suck the dick with the tongue and no teeth
Niggas be talking gang, but don't do shit
Send the location, I'll pull up in three
Price on your head but I'll do it for free
I leave no trace cause I have to stay clean
Tower of Piza, so I had to lean
Codiene on my hand, with a blunt on my lips
She sent a text and she said she for keeps
I only fuck then I up and I leave
That's the only fuck that I know how to give
Them broken people are becoming toxic
I talk to my mates or I go to the bottle
The car was speeding so I burnt the throttle
Tires were screeching what a wonderful feeling
Everything dripping, you'd swear it's that season
I'm serving face, like what was the reason
Lower your tone when you talking to me
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
Lower your tone when you talking to me
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
I got a stripper I'm fucking for free
Hands on my pants and she started to freeze
She thought it's a gun, but I said it's my dick
Broke down her walls and I took all the bricks
Watch how you talk when you talking to me
Pull out the glock, like I pull out my dick
Sounds like Beyonce when I make it sing
The aim is the head and I swear I won't miss
Lower your tone when you talking to me
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
Lower your tone when you talking to me
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
Lower your tone when you talking to me
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
I got my goons and they ready to kill
She ain't proposing but she on her knees
You heard the crackling cause I got the keys
I've done so much man, it's like there's 2 me's
She getting wetter my bed is the sea
I float on pussy like I'm blowing trees
Hands on her head like I told her to freeze
She suck the dick with the tongue and no teeth
Niggas be talking gang, but don't do shit
Send the location, I'll pull up in three
Price on your head but I'll do it for free
I leave no trace cause I have to stay clean
Tower of Piza, so I had to lean
Codiene on my hand, with a blunt on my lips
She sent a text and she said she for keeps
I only fuck then I up and I leave
That's the only fuck that I know how to give
Them broken people are becoming toxic
I talk to my mates or I go to the bottle
The car was speeding so I burnt the throttle
Tires were screeching what a wonderful feeling
Everything dripping, you'd swear it's that season
I'm serving face, like what was the reason
Lower your tone when you talking to me
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
Lower your tone when you talking to me
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
I got a stripper I'm fucking for free
Hands on my pants and she started to freeze
She thought it's a gun, but I said it's my dick
Broke down her walls and I took all the bricks
Watch how you talk when you talking to me
Pull out the glock, like I pull out my dick
Sounds like Beyonce when I make it sing
The aim is the head and I swear I won't miss
Lower your tone when you talking to me
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
Lower your tone when you talking to me
I'm not your friend, you don't wanna get hit
I got my dogs and they ready to eat
He going crazy, I fed him a fist
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Writer(s): Ibongwe Sidlova
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