Bound To Eat

Huh we bound to eat
Nigga puttin' on puttin' on talkin' no feast
Aye how we gon' do it
This how we gon' do it

Get put on a plate cause my crew bound to eat
Choppa beat 808 this bitch sound like the beat
Know I'm chasin' this cake but this shit still ain't sweet
I like all my bitches bad petite

Just look at my wrist patek philippe
Patek on me Patek on me
Patek on Me
I'm tryna be rich as fuck seven figures

I don't give a fuck bout a bitch or a nigga
Real life assassin got stripes like he tigger
Might kill me that nigga throw him in the river
Your parter had died he got shot in the face

That shit crazy we went to the grave to redig him
He turned that bitch to a wifey
Knowin' that we pipin
Knowin' that the gang done hit her

Turned her to a wifey
Knowin' that the gang done split her
I know a nigga that play like he gangsta
Interrogation room that boy master splinter

Look boy you ain't hard you soft as the fuck
Push up on that nigga we get in with you
Big body ram truck for the visit
I don't give a damn fuck how you feelin

I give a fuck bout no friends
Just want dividends
A young feel like a villian

They got my dad in the pen he locked up again
He was whippin' that shit like a chemist

He had done sent me a letter said he doin' better
He still got to face that sentence
Bad bitch givin' me throat I'm all in her mouth
You know that her face I'm in it

Load that clip bro spray somethin' in him
Dump that bitch I pray some
hit him

Get put on a plate cause my crew bound to eat
Choppa beat 808 this bitch sound like the beat
Know I'm chasin' this cake but this shit still ain't sweet
I like all my bitches bad petite

Just look at my wrist patek philippe
Patek on me Patek on me
Patek on Me



Credits
Writer(s): Travorius Turner
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