Eather

You bitches are fans
Ya nigga a eater

Show me the cash
Buy me a Beamer
I want a bag
I need a flight

He wanted sex
I wanted ice
My cookie tight
My cookie sweet

That nigga mine
That money for me
I'm not a bussit but when I be fuccin
I'm thinking bout money
Not coming for free

Everywhere I go it's a Nigga that'll fuck me
I'm all about the money
So the money chasing Gabby
Boujie but I'm ghetto
I'm real bitch prodigy
These Bitches capping on a beat
I'm really like that come and see

And I ain't ducking from nobody
I need a L come test the G
Life Good life great
Fuck everybody energy
I got my weed and the drank
Don't want nobody close to me

I got my weed and the drank
Don't want nobody close to me

I'm in Cali with my ass in the air
Smoking hella weed
Bitch I'm from EAST TEXAS
Yet these bitches don't compare to me

Prolly catching plays getting laid or just getting top
Making lemonade with the lemons I brought, from block

You bitches are fans
Ya nigga a eater
Show me the cash
Buy me a Beamer
I want a bag
I need a flight

He wanted sex
I wanted ice
My cookie tight
My cookie sweet

That nigga mine
That money for me
I'm not a bussit but when I be fuccin
I'm thinking bout money
Not coming for free



Credits
Writer(s): Gabrielle Smith
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