"Eater" lyrics
917 Rackz, Sdot Go & Jay Hound Lyrics
[Jay Hound:]
Grah grah
Like, grah
Bro tryna, bro tryna slide with a eater
Haha, its Shomii on the beat you already know how we rockin'
Grah, grah, grah grah
Tryna slide with a, I don't need her, flock flock
Grah grah
Bro tryna slide with a, like
Bro tryna slide with a eater
She tote the knocks so I need her
Bad lil' bitch, throw it back, her name Brina
She tryna swipe with my pieces
Kick me a BOA, Chevy, or Visa
Wanna talk, so let's hop out the V
I'm on that block it's just me and Nina
[917 Rackz:]
Caught him lacking, he fast on his feet
I'm on that block, it's just me and my heater
Ooter ready, I pass him a beam
I'm steady trapping, no time for a eater
Cause I gotta get back to the breesh
Been outside, I gotta make it home
Put that shit to his heart, this new shit is chrome
Put that shit to his heart then shoot through his dome
Gotta move tact', cause they tapping my phone
That boy got hit, now we tapping our necks
Told bro, said "Won't never settle for less"
You could die with the rest
Said you smoking my bro, you better watch your tone
Where the bros at? I'm tryna bend
Feel like Sdot, I'm always on go
You could die for some pussy, get shot with your hoe
With a green beam, you could get shot out your glow
Rackz
[Sdot Go:]
Free G, word to bro
He getting close? For what, like
Bullets gon' rip through his stuff
Woo, Rey, Dama, Gutt (Come here)
Try to get up with me, you done (Come here)
Flock him, no way he gon' run
Beam sticking to him like gum
Flick cause I thought how she [?]
Shit stop clicking, blame it on the
Blame it on the gun
Jay, flock him, don't let him do nothing, like
Ask that nigga where he from, like
He say the Nick, throw a ton
Jay, flock, watch him jump
Shit jammed when I only threw one
I'm on they block I been booming for
I'm on they block I been booming for
[Jay Hound:]
I appear, like it's magic
Had the opps doing flips, gymnastics
He think he crazy, this shit gon' get tragic
Brodie might oot at a Maverick
Spot a opp, ain't no way I'ma pass him
Bullets fly, connecting like Madden
Tried to get low I told bro let him
Tried to get low I told bro let him have it
Grah grah, like word to bro
Bro tryna slide with a eater
She tote the knocks so I need her
Bad lil' bitch, throw it back, her name Brina
She tryna swipe with my pieces
Kick me a BOA, Chevy, or Visa
Wanna talk, so let's hop out the V
I'm on that block it's just me and Nina
TGs do hips
Grah grah
Like, grah
Bro tryna, bro tryna slide with a eater
Haha, its Shomii on the beat you already know how we rockin'
Grah, grah, grah grah
Tryna slide with a, I don't need her, flock flock
Grah grah
Bro tryna slide with a, like
Bro tryna slide with a eater
She tote the knocks so I need her
Bad lil' bitch, throw it back, her name Brina
She tryna swipe with my pieces
Kick me a BOA, Chevy, or Visa
Wanna talk, so let's hop out the V
I'm on that block it's just me and Nina
[917 Rackz:]
Caught him lacking, he fast on his feet
I'm on that block, it's just me and my heater
Ooter ready, I pass him a beam
I'm steady trapping, no time for a eater
Cause I gotta get back to the breesh
Been outside, I gotta make it home
Put that shit to his heart, this new shit is chrome
Put that shit to his heart then shoot through his dome
Gotta move tact', cause they tapping my phone
That boy got hit, now we tapping our necks
Told bro, said "Won't never settle for less"
You could die with the rest
Said you smoking my bro, you better watch your tone
Where the bros at? I'm tryna bend
Feel like Sdot, I'm always on go
You could die for some pussy, get shot with your hoe
With a green beam, you could get shot out your glow
Rackz
[Sdot Go:]
Free G, word to bro
He getting close? For what, like
Bullets gon' rip through his stuff
Woo, Rey, Dama, Gutt (Come here)
Try to get up with me, you done (Come here)
Flock him, no way he gon' run
Beam sticking to him like gum
Flick cause I thought how she [?]
Shit stop clicking, blame it on the
Blame it on the gun
Jay, flock him, don't let him do nothing, like
Ask that nigga where he from, like
He say the Nick, throw a ton
Jay, flock, watch him jump
Shit jammed when I only threw one
I'm on they block I been booming for
I'm on they block I been booming for
[Jay Hound:]
I appear, like it's magic
Had the opps doing flips, gymnastics
He think he crazy, this shit gon' get tragic
Brodie might oot at a Maverick
Spot a opp, ain't no way I'ma pass him
Bullets fly, connecting like Madden
Tried to get low I told bro let him
Tried to get low I told bro let him have it
Grah grah, like word to bro
Bro tryna slide with a eater
She tote the knocks so I need her
Bad lil' bitch, throw it back, her name Brina
She tryna swipe with my pieces
Kick me a BOA, Chevy, or Visa
Wanna talk, so let's hop out the V
I'm on that block it's just me and Nina
TGs do hips
