E.A.T.I.N.G

What you mean you ain’t hungry?

Don’t act like you know me

If you want bread then show me

Pass her off like ginobli

If she ain’t taking shots like Kobe

E.A.T.I.N.G

Let me see you get money

All these new niggas gummy

They all seem lucky

Compared to my shit you lunch meat

Bitches love me like bugsy

Follow me, Follow me, Follow me

I can show your ass a lot of things

We was chilling in the west wing

Pretty sure that’s the left wing

Never been on a jet ski but lifeguard couldn’t have this water wrist

Life surrounded by colleges

Hope my young niggas get scholarships

If you cross me, no need for apologies

It’s all in your teeth like collagen

While you niggas out flossing

We gone work through exhaustion

Never looking too cautious

Baked bean like Boston, Boston, Boston

Speaking of, I put that paper on the Patriots

That’s the closest thing we can get to low risk

Because besides that, it’s really one percent

Super high odds

Super low chances for the win

And we gone take it there like UPS

We got no choice

I see my best in a Royce

These trees gave me rejoice

She love me because of my poise

Daj’ in US Bank like a little kid with toys

Play until I overdue it

Everybody teaching once they think you a student

Bitch going crazy, judge want me to lose it

But I always keep my composure when facing the music

Now, im a composure, facing the music

Yeah, what you really seeing I’m doing

That’s really echoing to the fullest

And if the feds come, I bite the bullet

Yeah, Yeah

Basquiat paintings in the motherfucking residence

Taking mental pictures because if I spazz, I look foolish

Basquiat, bitch I seen the picture before I knew it

I prayed to be rich so whatever comes with it, I’m cool with it