EAT ME! lyrics

She's a bad B, I could eat her up She's a bad B, I could eat her up She's a bad B, I could eat her up I could eat her up, I could eat her up (brr, shh) I'm the one who count the dollars (dollars) I'm fresh as fuck, pull up, all Prada (Prada) He wanna fuck on a milf, callin' me mama (muah) I post me a pic and they went and bought it Stock out, they tap out (huh) Said I'm too violent, I rock out (huh) My bitch is so solid, she knock bitches out (pow) I count up the money, took the paper route (uh-huh) Bitch, mind ya business (shit) I got money way up to the ceilin' (ceiling) I could eat her for lunch, call her Billie (billie) I go stupid, you bitches is silly (silly) She's a bad B, I could eat her up (phew) She's a bad B (uh-huh), I could eat her up (uh, yeah) She's a bad B (uh, damn), I could eat her up (uh, for lunch) I could eat her up (yeah), I could eat her up (brr, shh) That ho' ain't punk, she a punk (she a punk) Bad bitch don't speak, she a monk (she a monk) She fakin', I'm used to the pump (the pump) I wake up and do what I want (yeah) How much I make? A ton (a ton) Surrounded by all of my sons (all of my sons) You bitches ain't really on none (really on none) They fold under pressure, I'm just havin' fun (ah) I'm the party wherever I'm goin' (I'm goin') Tryna bag me, I'm already knowin' (already knowin') Put my wrist on, it's already snowin' (already snowin') I got bags in the house like I grow it She's a bad B, I could eat her up (phew) She's a bad B (uh-huh), I could eat her up (uh, yeah) She's a bad B (uh, damn), I could eat her up (uh, for lunch) I could her eat up (yeah), I could eat her up (brr, shh) Pow, pow, pow, yeah Got up on my head, I can't be sad about shit Too many people wanna live in my skin Too many options when I pick out my fit Same thing does when I pick out a dude Broke niggas, sit down, we ain't lookin' at you Only time I look down is when I check out my shoes All of this shit 'cause I pray to Jesús Got competition, bet it ain't you Bettin' they choose, bettin' they lose We don't want ya hand, we ain't calling no truce Whips in Wayne, hop out like Bruce Call me insane, glad I ain't you Better than all of 'em, might as well mother 'em Got too much love for my own though Peppermint colors, I like different colors My face on a magazine cover, whoa Me (me), me (uh-huh), me (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Me (yeah), me, me (me), me They cannot touch me (huh) Who is the best? Me (uh-huh) Who do I love? Me (okay) Who wanna test me? (Uh-huh) My car got no keys, house got no lease Mode I'm in, beast to get tough as me that lil ho' need a bean Stalkin' that boy while we totin' a beam Love when it beep, that's the money machine Bitches want be me, try that in your dreams Call that boy Travis, turn him to a fiend Whip color lean, bitches ain't ballin, they not in a league, ha Such a giant, they look up to me Massacre when my pics hit the feed He a thug? Yes, he like my pretty teeth I'm a bachelot, all I care about is me Me (me), me, me (me), me (uh-huh) Me (me), me, me (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh), me They cannot touch me (huh) Who is the best? Me (woo) Who do I love? Me (yeah) Who wanna test me? (Okay) Love it