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slayter – everybody eats freestyle lyrics

[verse 1]
look here look here might end your career
i’m shining so bright good morning buenos días
oops i did i again like spears
i ain’t with the bs
n-gg- got no fear
b-tch that i’m with look like cameron diaz
keep to myself cause these n-gg-s be weird
brand new glock make you disappear
brand new b-tch hit her from the rear

[hook]
looking at these n-gg-s through my rearview
if you only knew the sh-t we been through
pour my heart out on these instrumentals
smoking dope this sh-t good for my mental
[verse 2]
sh-t that you on don’t put bread in my pocket
hit the bank with my b-tch make a deposit
n-gg-s like b-tches the way that they gossip
have you ever seen your mans in a casket?
crying at church in front of the pastor
father died young i’m the son of a b-st-rd

[pre-hook]
pour my heart out on these instrumentals
smoking dope this sh-t good for my mental

[verse 3]
i smoke like a zip a day
i’m praying for better days
i flew her out from la
like, “you getting d-ck today.”
i hit the b-tch yesterday
she know i ain’t regular
but i like to regulate
and i’m ’bout that action (i’m ’bout that action)
the b-tch let me demonstrate
she gave me head six times and i f-cked her twice
but i ain’t never ate
i could never hate
i don’t got it in me
if i got it and my brother don’t we split it fifty-fifty

[hook]
looking at these n-gg-s through my rearview
if you only knew the sh-t we been through
pour my heart out on these instrumentals
smoking dope this sh-t good for my mental

[verse 4]
lately i’ve been stress out over little sh-t
scrolling through my contacts
pick a b-tch and take a little trip
heard she got a man and he love her but i never trip
i never trip, i never trip
picture me up in lax in that baggage claim
picture me ridin’ ’round my hood getting rid of things
picture me with two bad b-tches i don’t know they names
picture me getting domed up while i roll up
picture me with a b-tch that’s picture perfect proper out
roscoe’s when i’m in la
waffle house when in the south
picture me dead broke sleeping on that f-cking couch
now picture me f-cking tiffany at the doubletree

[hook]
looking at these n-gg-s through my rearview
if you only knew the sh-t we been through
pour my heart out on these instrumentals
smoking dope this sh-t good for my mental

- slayter lyrics

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