Comethazine and Ugly God - Let It Eat

Cru-cru-cruisin' down the street with a freak
Choppa on the seat (seat)
AK with a beam, let it eat (yeah)
Bust it on repeat (trra, trra)
Nigga talkin' talk, but he sweet (yuh)
Had to up my heat (heat)
I just wanna bust down my neck
VVS on my teeth

Pull up on a nigga with a scope, make him shake hard
97 bullets left in this AR
Jumpman, Jumpman, 23, play hard
Sweet ass nigga, you belong in the gay bar
I took your bitch and I fucked her face hard
Niggas talkin' talk, we pull up to your boulevard
We fifty deep and we brought like ten cars
Guns on deck and we don't got gun cards

Cru-cru-cruisin' down the street with a freak
Choppa on the seat (seat)
AK with a beam, let it eat (yeah)
Bust it on repeat (trra, trra)
Nigga talkin' talk, but he sweet (yuh)
Had to up my heat (heat)
I just wanna bust down my neck
VVS on my teeth

Aye, aye, diamond my teeth, no bust down
I was down bad, now too busy to give a fuck now
Nigga, fuck around and get gunned down
She ain't wanna fuck, same bitch wanna fuck now
Bitches wanna take me out to lunch now
She gon' give me top 'cause she know a nigga up now
Nigga runnin' up, get run down
Bitch, I'm in the field, no touchdown (woo)

Cru-cruisin' down the street with a freak
Choppa on the seat (seat)
AK with a beam, let it eat (yeah)
Bust it on repeat (trra, trra)
Nigga talkin' talk, but he sweet (yuh)
Had to up my heat (heat)
I just wanna bust down my neck
VVS on my teeth

Written by:
Frank Childress, Ronald Spence Jr., Royce Davison

Publisher:
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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