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917 Rackz, Sdot Go, & Jay Hound - Eater (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
917 Rackz
917 Rackz
Vocals
Sdot Go
Sdot Go
Vocals
Jay Hound
Jay Hound
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
917 Rackz
917 Rackz
Songwriter
Jay Hound
Jay Hound
Songwriter
Sdot Go
Sdot Go
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ShomiiBeats
ShomiiBeats
Producer

Lyrics

Grah grah Like, grah Bro tryna, bro tryna slide with a eater Haha, its Shomii on the beat you already know how we rocking Grah, grah, grah grah Bro tryna slide with a, I don't need her, flock flock Grah grah Bro tryna slide with a, like Bro tryna slide with a eater, like She tote the knocks so I need her Bad lil' bitch, throw it back, her name Brina, like She tryna swipe with my pieces Kick me a BOA, Chevy, or Visa Wanna talk, so let's hop out the V I'm on that block it's just me and Nina Caught him lacking, he fast on his feet I'm on that block, it's just me and my heater Ooter ready, I pass him a beam I'm steady trapping, no time for a eater Cause I gotta get back to the breesh Been outside, I gotta make it home Put that shit to his heart, this new shit is chrome Put that shit to his heart then shoot through his dome Gotta move tact', cause they tapping my phone That boy got hit, now we tapping our necks Told bro, said "Won't never settle for less" You could die with the rest Said you smoking my bro, you better watch your tone Where the bros at? I'm tryna bend Feel like Sdot, I'm always on go You could die for some pussy, get shot with your hoe With a green beam, you could get shot out your glow Racks Free G, word to bro He getting close? For what, like Bullets gon' rip through his stuff Woo, Rey, Dama, Gutt (Come here) Try to get up with me, you done (Come here) Flock him, no way he gon' run Beam sticking to him like gum Flick cause I thought how she bum Shit stop clicking, blame it on the Blame it on the gun Jay, flock him, don't let him do nothing, like Ask that nigga where he from, like He say the Nick, throw a ton Jay, flock, watch him jump Shit jammed when I only threw one I'm on they block I been booming for I'm on they block I been booming for I appear, like it's magic Had the Op's doing flips, gymnastics He think he crazy, this shit gon' get tragic Brodie might oot at a Maverick Spot a Op', ain't no way I'ma pass him Bullets fly, connecting like Madden Tried to get low I told bro let him Tried to get low I told bro let him have it Grah grah, like word to bro Bro tryna slide with a eater She tote the knocks so I need her Bad lil' bitch, throw it back, her name Brina She tryna swipe with my pieces Kick me a BOA, Chevy, or Visa Wanna talk, so let's hop out the V I'm on that block it's just me and Nina TGs do hips
Writer(s): Benjamin Mariano, Barly Jepsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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