NAV, Gunna - EAT lyrics

Yeah run that back, Turbo
Yeah

I told Gunna, "It's your time to eat" (Eat)
These rappers cornballs
They tellin' lies on beats
Fuck a suit and tie, I got drip on me (Me)
Bitch, we got mob ties, better not flip on me
(yeah)
Bitch, we got frog eyes on that Bentley B (B)
I'm rockin' minks and chinchillas to my knees
My brother NAV told me
"It's our time to eat" (Eat)
We got mob ties and you
Better not switch on me (yeah)

I cut my line, I can't talk to you for free
(No) i got ten shows and they
Go for twenty a piece (Show, show)
I had two hoes last night suckin' me to sleep
(yeah)
I pay Hunchos for that presidential suite
(yeah) i pay for everythin'
These bitches can’t call me cheap (No)
Buy my bitch a Rolex
Now I don’t hear her speak (No)
I know everythin' keep my ear to the streets
(Oh)
And every time I pop a seal, I'm payin' a fee
I called my dentist, told him
"Put diamonds inside my teeth"
My life high maintenance
So my foreign come with speed (Woah)
I cop the Plain Jane AP, cost 40 G's
(Plain Jane AP) my drip insane
It’s hard for me to get beached
(French toast)

I told Gunna, "It's your time to eat" (Eat)
These rappers cornballs
They tellin' lies on beats
Fuck a suit and tie, I got drip on me (Me)
Bitch, we got mob ties, better not flip on me
(yeah)
Bitch, we got frog eyes on that Bentley B (B)
I'm rockin' minks and chinchillas to my knees
My brother NAV told me
"It's our time to eat" (Eat)
We got mob ties and you
Better not switch on me (yeah)

I’m in that 'Bach behind a curtain
Gettin' top (yeah)
I can never buy a Birkin for a thot (No)
Had a coupe, hard, top turned to a drop
I walked in and bought all the Gucci socks
I got fancy VS, yellow diamond rocks
Made myself a boss
Ain't punchin' on the clock
Mixed the Gucci with the Raf, my white is off
Me and Gunna the same
We cut from a different cloth
Shoppin' in London, I like European cloth
(European cloth)
Stacked up my money and I made myself a boss
(Made myself a boss)
Openin' Ceremony Leatherman Trench
When I walk (Stop)
Move to the penthouse and let
My ex keep the loft
I'm drippin' in VLONE, I got XO on my socks
Got some young boy sippin' on Fanta
Ready to pop i’m the real deal
I’m talkin' the talk and walkin' the walk
(yeah) if I can’t get no red
I’ll probably be sippin' on Wock'
Told her give me head
Ain't wanna hear her talk (yeah)
Now I got a key, one in her head
Inside my Glock (Glock, yeah)
YSL, XO, Gunna drippin' like a mop
(Like a mop) had fell in love with syrup
I'm sippin' red and Wock' (yeah)

I told Gunna, "It's your time to eat" (Eat)
These rappers cornballs
They tellin' lies on beats
Fuck a suit and tie, I got drip on me (Me)
Bitch, we got mob ties, better not flip on me
(yeah)
Bitch, we got frog eyes on that Bentley B (B)
I'm rockin' minks and chinchillas to my knees
My brother NAV told me
"It's our time to eat" (Eat)
We got mob ties and you
Better not switch on me (yeah)

Yo