Bobby Fishscale - Really Eat lyrics

[Bobby Fishscale - Really Eat lyrics]

808 Mafia

Hit the club
Had to show 'em that a nigga really eatin'
I ain't slidin' in that shit
If that bitch ain't European
FaceTime me with the money
Then I tell you where we meeting
Bitch, I really flood the streets
Could get a thousand every evening

Bitch, I heard you is a snitch
You meet them crackers for a meeting
In my city, they sell blood to get drunk and
Boot up on the weekend
I'm in this bitch, me and Moon
Bitch, you know we taking off
(Bitch, we taking off) i'm in the A
I need two traps and I'm tryna get a loft

I got some crackers off in Tallahassee
Come and get the raw
I'm in Miami selling Xannies
But they really Fentanyl (Fentanyl)
I been rapping twelve hours straight
But you know ain't no nodding off
My shooters owe me seventeen bodies
They waiting on me to call every month
(Every month) , pay the shooters like your
Grandma payin' tithes
Got enough, rest in prison
I ain't never gettin' tired
Nigga, try Bobby Fish, bitch
That just like suicide
I seen my brother when he died
I seen the other get life (Other get life)
Seen that shit, own two eyes
Took the soul out my heart
Seen the blood in the road
Seen outline with the chalk
Take my anger out on the dope
Beat it with the fork bought so much Bape
That's for the gorilla in my heart
Ayy, tell 'em I got three hundred a hour
Soul still cold, too many cold showers
Really got rich off verbs and vowels
Really had to dry off without no towel
Your life was hard, but nothin' like ours
Me and grandma had to walk miles (Walk miles)

Ayy, Fishy, yeah

Still goin' in, ain't doing no stoppin'
Blue Aleve pill, tryna sell it for a Roxy
Shoot a nigga ass, ain't doin' no boxing
Sit yo' ass down, boy
You know you ain't poppin'
Too much 'za, might flood your city
I got hoes on the Greyhound with it
I bust this brick, Auntie gon' sniff it
(I bust this brick, Auntie gon' sniff it)

Hit the club
Had to show 'em that a nigga really eatin'
I ain't slidin' in that shit
If that bitch ain't European
FaceTime me with the money
Then I tell you where we meeting
Bitch, I really flood the streets
Could get a thousand every evening

Bitch, I heard you is a snitch
You meet them crackers for a meeting
In my city, they sell blood to get drunk and
Boot up on the weekend
I'm in this bitch, me and Moon
Bitch, you know we taking off
(Bitch, we taking off) i'm in the A
I need two traps and I'm tryna get a loft
(Tryna get a loft)

I'm in this bitch, me and Moon
Bitch, you know we taking off
(Bitch, we taking off)

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