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[Intro] (Nutso, what the fuck goin' on?) Blatt You know what the fuck brackin', nigga On blood Woah (DaDon, DaDon) [Chorus] I'ma show a pussy nigga how to eat Yeah, I like my money real neat Don't look at me wrong, my shooter real geeked Put him on a plate, yeah, have a feast Nigga want a beat, no, it not free Caught him at the red light, he was sleep Made that lil' bitty bit' get on her knees Geeked up, geeked up Geeked up, geeked up Bitch, yeah, I'm geeked up Smoke Cookie in the Russian Wood Yeah, I wish a nigga would Shoot a nigga like a field goal good Can't walk around my neighborhood Pull a nigga open like a hood [Verse 1] Pop a nigga like a wheelie These niggas ain't fuckin' wit' me Catch a nigga down bad I swear, these niggas goin' out sad Chopper wit' the double mag Bitch boy, get back I'm not cuttin' these niggas no slack Boolin' at the house, smokin' good gas, relaxed If that bitch wanna fuck, yeah, my partner in the back I can't let a little bit' get attached Stomp a fuck nigga Play-Doh flat Yeah, I'm at your hoe's house eatin' all the snacks Big booty bitches, yeah, you know I hit 'em from the back These niggas ain't bool, man, I swear they don't know how to act [Chorus] I'ma show a pussy nigga how to eat Yeah, I like my money real neat Don't look at me wrong, my shooter real geeked Put him on a plate, yeah, have a feast Nigga want a beat, no, it not free Caught him at the red light, he was sleep Made that lil' bitty bit' get on her knees Geeked up, geeked up Geeked up, geeked up Bitch, yeah, I'm geeked up Smoke Cookie in the Russian Wood Yeah, I wish a nigga would Shoot a nigga like a field goal good Can't walk around my neighborhood Pull a nigga open like a hood [Verse 2] I can't do no dirt wit' these niggas, I do it by myself Stack this money up just like a shelf Put him on a plate then I had to step I swear, I can't worry 'bout nobody else I ain't got no OG, I do it by myself These niggas pussy, don't know how to hold they breath Chopper sound like that bitch doin' the Ric Flair Get back, yeah, these niggas bitch-made I can't hang around these niggas, yeah, they don't wanna get paid I ain't worried about these hoes trying to get my money, I'ma get 'em laid Niggas on the other side worryin' 'bout how I get paid (How you do that?) [Chorus] I'ma show a pussy nigga how to eat Yeah, I like my money real neat Don't look at me wrong, my shooter real geeked Put him on a plate, yeah, have a feast Nigga want a beat, no, it not free Caught him at the red light, he was sleep Made that lil' bitty bit' get on her knees Geeked up, geeked up Geeked up, geeked up Bitch, yeah, I'm geeked up Smoke Cookie in the Russian Wood Yeah, I wish a nigga would Shoot a nigga like a field goal good Can't walk around my neighborhood Pull a nigga open like a hood [Outro] Hey We eatin' Eat Geek Feast Free Get on her knees Yeah Yeah Yeah