Rapper Eater

Album cover art for "Rapper Eater" by Billionaire Black & Boss Krizzy

Billionaire Black & Boss Krizzy - Rap, Chicago Rap

Rapper Eater

0 Plays

Duration: 3:02

Lyrics

[Intro: Billionaire Black] Ah [?] turn that bitch 'to a molly girl, dad Kreed, number 4 (Copo, ahahahaha) She's a rapper eater [Chorus: Billionaire Black] I don't want your girlfriend, you can keep her She want me to wife her, I'm just tryna please her After I hit her, know I had to leave her She's a rapper eater, eat the rapper, eater I don't want your girlfriend, you can keep her She want me to wife her, I'm just tryna please her (Osama) After I hit her, know I had to leave her She's a rapper eater, eat the rapper, eater [Verse 1: Billionaire Black] Bitch, I keep it too G, call me Mr. Gucci Your girlfriend on my heels (Thot), I think she wanna do me She say she a fan, but she is not a groupie (Bitch, you a groupie) We can make a porno, girl, let's make a movie (Let's get it, let's get it) You not my girl, so please stay in your lane I think she wanna fuck me all because my name (Osama) But before you fuck me, gotta do the gang I want some education, told her, "Give me brain" (Top, top) Tell your man to get his dollars up (Team Bands) She mention Billion Black to get some followers (Let's get it) She say that she suck it, but don't swallow, bruh (Bitch, you flexin') On Instagram posin' like a model, bruh (Gang) [Chorus: Billionaire Black & Boss Krizzy] I don't want your girlfriend, you can keep her She want me to wife her, I'm just tryna please her After I hit her, know I had to leave her She's a rapper eater, eat the rapper, eater I don't want your girlfriend, you can keep her She want me to wife her, I'm just tryna please her (Krizzy) After I hit her, know I had to leave her (Number 35) She's a rapper eater, eat the rapper, eater [Verse 2: Kreed Da Don] She said she never met a rapper 'til she seen us I'm the rapper and she's the rapper eater Just give me top, got no time to lay up All these hoes is thots, they easy like a layup Smokin' loud with billion and some molly girls We bussin' off these mollies up in molly world Worried 'bout your follows, get your dollars up You rockin' with them fuck niggas, you should rock with us We got hoes by the flock, call them thotarachis They takin' pictures with the gang, paparazzi I don't want your girlfriend, homie, you can keep her She's a rapper eater, eat the rapper, eater [Chorus: Billionaire Black] I don't want your girlfriend, you can keep her She want me to wife her, I'm just tryna please her After I hit her, know I had to leave her She's a rapper eater, eat the rapper, eater I don't want your girlfriend, you can keep her She want me to wife her, I'm just tryna please her After I hit her, know I had to leave her She's a rapper eater, eat the rapper, eater

Rate this song

Rate this song

0/5.0 - 0 Ratings

5
0.0% (0)
4
0.0% (0)
3
0.0% (0)
2
0.0% (0)
1
0.0% (0)

Loading comments...

Credits

Writers
  • Yung Da Copo
  • Billionaire Black
  • Boss Krizzy