Breakfast

Morning

Girl I’ll bite your soul
Come through and straight up eat you whole
In the morning I ain’t craving milk and cereal
All I ever want is you in my bowl
Money in my pocket now
Music payin’ off
Im trynna “soccer ball”
And baby you are the goal
I know that love is priceless
Warren Buffet couldn’t buy that
What you got is a Sam’s sample; I gotta try that

(Girl I’ll bite your soul
Yeah that’s right girl I’ll bite your soul
Come through and straight up eat you whole
Come through and straight up eat you whole) x2

Girl I’ll bite your soul
Put the whole entire rack on my plate
Black Andrew Zimmern; all around I’ve ate
And compared to you the last dishes weren’t that great
I wanna
Taste your pain
Taste your hate
Taste your sad
Taste your wrath
These other women ain’t deep like water in bath
They stories never add up
They always be doin’ the wrong math

(Girl I’ll bite your soul
Yeah that’s right girl I’ll bite your soul
Come through and straight up eat you whole
Come through and straight up eat you whole) x2