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hollyboi sav - eat lyrics

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hook : call my smoker up and get a rental for a week,i just had a rover now i’m sliding in a jeep,piece hit so i dropped designer on my feet,now all these hoes want to ride a n-gga like a beat

copped a plate i’m tryna eat,buss that b-tch down and bag em up just like a treat,like the stove i keep the heat,and if it ain’t on me then that b-tch under the seat

ma birthed me but i was raised by these streets,oldest of the pack yeah i was out here tryna eat,up my fie you know what i want i ain’t gotta speak,i found myself robbing everyday of the week

copped a plate i’m tryna eat,buss that b-tch down and bag em up just like a treat,like the stove i keep the heat,and if it ain’t on me then that b-tch under the seat

verse: i be lurking late night like a freak,i be cracking codes to the safe like a geek,ran down on the trap like the feds did a sweep,now i got everything you want for the cheap,shh i don’t want the crackas peep,so when you come shop don’t be pulling up here deep,they hate to see a n-gga eat,if they can’t tax it they gon trick you off the streets

i know lawyers ain’t cheap,but i’ma take that risk trying to get back on my feet,nugs fluffly like a sheep,i’ma business man making bands without degrees,got your b-tch she on her knees,i’ma f-ck her good then i’ma take off with her keys,i’m in the hive like the bees,when i’m on a money play that sh-t be guaranteed

hook : call my smoker up and get a rental for a week,i just had a rover now i’m sliding in a jeep,piece hit so i dropped designer on my feet,now all these hoes want to ride a n-gga like a beat

copped a plate i’m tryna eat,buss that b-tch down and bag em up just like a treat,like the stove i keep the heat,and if it ain’t on me then that b-tch under the seat

ma birthed me but i was raised by these streets,oldest of the pack yeah i was out here tryna eat,up my fie you know what i want i ain’t gotta speak,i found myself robbing everyday of the week

copped a plate i’m tryna eat,buss that b-tch down and bag em up just like a treat,like the stove i keep the heat,and if it ain’t on me then that b-tch under the seat



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