Altoy - Eat The Beat lyrics

[Altoy - Eat The Beat lyrics]

I'm not a stoner i'ma gangster
Don't hit your girl right now
Nah she's busy she won't answer
Flexin on my exes wake up
Early morning eat some breakfast
Hop back to my feet and senses
Can't deplete the essence
Brush my teeth like rexes
I'ma beast i'ma dawg
Got her going up and down like see saws
The meats raw she's filthy hoe
Muderer i kill these flow
On the guilty boat oh oh

Don't smoke with squares like an album art
Put my heart in it you
Don't have half the heart
I'm probably across the street
Burning tree talking music
I'm the shit you're not shit no
Let's not confuse it
The moneys blue pocket bruises
The atm is puking nauseous movements
I'm the shit your not shit
Lets not confuse it
The moneys blue pocket bruises
The atm is puking nauseous movements
Wake em up it's killer prices
Open iris psilocybin
You're beneath me mycelium
They just say congratulations let go
Balloons filled with helium
They're always feeling me i'm
Never feeling em
High as fuck look at all the
Time me and the ceiling spend
While i kick it with the realest friends
No one in the field but them
While i kick it with the realest friends
No one in the field but them

I'm not a stoner i'ma gangster
Don't hit your girl right now nah
She's busy she won't answer
Flexin on my exes wake up
Early morning eat some breakfast
Hop back to my feet and senses
Can't deplete the essence
Brush my teeth like rexes
I'ma beast i'ma dawg
Got her going up and down like see saws
The meats raw she's filthy hoe
Muderer i kill these flow
On the guilty boat oh oh

I get bitches to send me pictures
I let my girl see
If they good enough, i'll work it up
And kiss the pearl please
I eat the beat how i eat the pussy
I fall asleep and i dream of pussy
I need the pussy a bitch discreet with pussy
Uses the butter with weed when cooking
Lawrys too i need a bitch to talk the truth
I be stressin out get the message now
Before my numbers change
I put the lord first never and runaway
You say your high but you're
Sitting on a runway
I'm making dummy plays the bus short half
A school bus then the cups poured
And i'm off to work
If my girls sad then we cop a purse
Like theres a girl out there
That lost a purse
My girls bad sweetie you are not diverse
Makes me hot toddys when i'm
Feeling sick constant shit
Mother fucker i'm ill barring
Up with toxic spit

I'm not a stoner i'ma gangster
Don't hit your girl right now nah
She's busy she won't answer
Flexin on my exes wake up
Early morning eat some breakfast
Hop back to my feet and senses
Can't deplete the essence
Brush my teeth like rexes
I'ma beast i'ma dawg
Got her going up and down like see saws
The meats raw she's filthy hoe
Muderer i kill these flow
On the guilty boat oh oh

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