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Letra : Everybody Eats

Ayy, yuhh
Jay Critch, Hood Fave
Ayy, yuhh
Everybody eat, everybody eat
Hey, yuh

Everybody Eats, Everybody Eats
Stand up n***a tell them pussies take a seat
I might ball in Miami like I play for the Heat
30 on my wrist, couple bands for the feats
Where I’m from it get real
My n***as move with a still
No we ain’t missin’ no Mills
Don’t give a f**k how you feel
Run up on me your get ??
Ayy, run up on me you get dropped
My n***as countin’ the guap
Yea we be juggin’ a lot

Eatin’ good now, yeah we eatin’ good
I got bands now, bands now so she eat the wood, hеy
And no we ain’t missin’ no mills
N***a I need me some mills
Makе a ??? me a mills
My n***as juggin’ for real
Ayy, this lean got me faded like a taper
Shorty say she wanna lay up, told her pay up
N***as hoppin’ on the bandwagon I’m like wait up
N***as ain’t tryna get no money imma take some
Boy I heard you holdin’ on that money imma shake some
Shorty what you gon’ do for this money tell her shake some
Shorty gave me brain like that b*t*h went to law school
Everybody eats n***a I move like a boss do
Everybody Eats, Everybody Eats
Stand up n***a tell them pussies take a seat
I might ball in Miami like I play for the Heat
30 for my wrist, couple bands for the feats
Where I’m from it get real
My n***as move with a still
No we ain’t missin’ no Mills
Don’t give a f**k how you feel
Run up on me your get ??
Ayy, run up on me you get dropped
My n***as countin’ the guap
Yea we be juggin’ a lot

Yeah yeah, I’m movin’ with mills
Yea, I’m juggin’ with stills
B*t*hes they comin’ for real
Money it comin’ for real
B*t*h I ain’t payin’ yo bills
You suckin’ this d**k for a mill
Ooo you gave me the chills
I love the way that sh*t feels
Everybody eats, everybody eats
I’m at the table with my n***as we just had a feast
And if we steppin’ out, we don’t tip the waitress cheap
I bet you find her at my crib, right on her knee
Everybody Eats, Everybody Eats
Stand up n***a tell them pussies take a seat
I might ball in Miami like I play for the Heat
30 for my wrist, couple bands for the feats
Where I’m from it get real
My n***as move with a still
No we ain’t missin’ no Mills
Don’t give a f**k how you feel
Run up on me your get ??
Ayy, run up on me you get dropped
My n***as countin’ the guap
Yea we be juggin’ a lot