What You Wanna Eat

[Intro: OMB Peezy]
(Thanks for the gift, E)
Still wrappin' 'bows
Look, uh

[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Say, why you still after these hoes? (These hoes) How you still rappin' and he told? (He told)
He was broke tryna heal up, that's why he's still wrappin' his 'bows (Still wrappin' 'bows)
I done fucked on all the slut bitches who cold (Slut bitches who cold), I done flexed on all the fuck niggas who folded up
Ayy, bad bitch (Bad), ass thick, what you want to eat? (To eat)
Pull up, blastin' Michael Jackson, got some cases I done beat (I done beat)
My lil' niggas say he hungry, finna take him out to feed (To feed, oh)
Sit back be quiet, I know some places that they be (Oh)

[Verse 1: Baby Money]
My Asian drove from out the way, go pull the truck right up the street (Bring 'em down)
Drop a body on the west and hide the trucks right over East
I just told this bitch we fuckin', she done fell in love with me
I treat my guns like my hoes, all the clips be double D
But bitches knowin' I'm the man (Facts), Rick Owens to my pants
How you still ride with them niggas and you know they killed your twin? (Man)
Nobody die, go spin again, he tried to hide, go get his friends
Two 9s, they both Glocks, but they was born in different gens (Mm-hmm)
Rich bitch, thick bitch, she lookin' heavy
Suck a good dick, we gon' call the jeweler, get a presi' (Bling)
Take it step by step, Saint Laurent, this Chanely
Got a lot of paint, I could swipe a Bentley with my credit (Frrt, frrt)

[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Say, why you still after these hoes? (These hoes) How you still rappin' and he told? (He told)
He was broke tryna heal up, that's why he's still wrappin' his 'bows (Still wrappin' 'bows)
I done fucked on all the slut bitches who cold (Slut bitches who cold), I done flexed on all the fuck niggas who folded up
Ayy, bad bitch (Bad), ass thick, what you want to eat? (To eat)
Pull up, blastin' Michael Jackson, got some cases I done beat (I beat, oh)
My lil' niggas say he hungry, finna take him out to feed (Feed, oh)
Sit back be quiet, I know some places that they be (Oh)

[Verse 2: OMB Peezy]
Ayy, sit back be quiet, go on a ride through
You say you ready, so I'm gon' show you shit I wouldn't advise you to do (Oh, oh, fine)
Found out his dog snitched, shed a tear, showed him the proof
I'm to the top, my dog too (My dog), you act like you my dog too (My dog)
Too many faces all new (Oh), too many faces all blue
When I was broke, you ain't fall through, so why the fuck would I call you? (Why?)
Waas fightin' cases had my back against the rope and wrong too (Shit)
Them niggas hate when they in the room but change they face when I walk through
Ain't you rappin'? Why you still packin' them loads? (Mm-hmm), why you still blastin' these poles? (These kids)
Huh, firekill, now he crack house, why you still trappin' on the road? (Shit)
She gave him ninety-nine, now he back out, time comin' up for parole (Ah)
I don't want your heart baby, I want your soul (It's Peezy)

[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Say, why you still after these hoes? (These hoes) How you still rappin' and he told? (He told)
He was broke tryna heal up, that's why he's still wrappin' his 'bows (Still wrappin' 'bows)
I done fucked on all the slut bitches who cold (Slut bitches who cold), I done flexed on all the fuck niggas who folded up
Ayy, bad bitch (Bad), ass thick, what you want to eat? (To eat)
Pull up, blastin' Michael Jackson, got some cases I done beat (I beat, oh)
My lil' niggas say he hungry, finna take him out to feed (Feed, oh)
Sit back be quiet, I know some places that they be (Oh)

[Outro]
These hoes, you told
He wrappin' 'bows
Slut bitches who cold