Eat It Up - Flo Milli

Don’t get ahead of yourself, scholars

Sing to my niggas, hakuna matata

Who got the key to my Chevy Impala?

(Where they at?)

Left him on read, tomato, tomato (Okay)

The blacker the berry, the sweeter the crotch, ah (Ooh, yeah)

He got a hell of cock (He want it)

I got a hell of a box (Ayy)

He eat it up on the spot

Don’t be callin' the cops, hold on (Pussy)

If you fuck with the opps, that’s a no-no

You gon' make me draw four like it’s Uno (Yeah)

Twenty-four karat gold like I’m Bruno (Money)

Hit your man in my drawers like a sumo

I just bought a new whip, this ain’t Toro (Yeah)

I say fuck all these hoes like a porno (Fuck 'em)

I got cheese on me like I’m DiGiorno

Hit the gas in my whip and I smash

Bitch, I make more money than my dad (He broke)

Say I look like a doll, call me Kash (Hey)

All that flexin', we run in your stash (Give me that)

I love all my niggas, they love me back

If I make him jealous, he gon' get upset (Bye)

Boy, relax if I fuck and don’t call you back (Haha)

When I cut 'em off, they always get attached (Fuck 'em)

Eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up

I’ma be gone by tomorrow (Bye)

'Cause Flo Milli shit is the motto (Ho)

Eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up,

eat it up (Yeah)

Nigga, you lyin', Mufasa, sing to my niggas, hakuna matata (Yeah)

Eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up,

eat it up (Silly ho)

I’ma be gone by tomorrow (Bye)

'Cause Flo Milli shit is the motto (Ho)

Eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up,

eat it up (I said eat it up)

Nigga, you lyin', Mufasa, sing to my niggas, hakuna matata

I sing to my niggas, but this ain’t a musical (Hi)

Givin' me dap, but that shit is not mutual (Ho)

All in your feelings, that shit so unusual

I swerve on your nigga, he callin' me beautiful (Hi)

I got gun powder stuck all through my cuticles 'cause I be poppin' shit (Woah,

hold on, woah)

If he go down on me, eat this lil' pussy, I might give him top and shit (He

love it)

I am not talking 'bout Peter (What?)

I’m chargin' twenty a feature (Hah, money)

I’m in the game, no bleachers (Hi)

Shootin' my opps and creatures (Woah)

You are not made, you a tweaker (Ho)

Pull up, Flo Milli your speakers (Haha, eat it up)

Sing to my dude, Justin Bieber (Yeah)

I make him eat it like Caesars, ayy, haha

Eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up

I’ma be gone by tomorrow (Bye)

'Cause Flo Milli shit is the motto (Ho)

Eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up,

eat it up (Yeah)

Nigga, you lyin', Mufasa, sing to my niggas, hakuna matata (Yeah)

Eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up,

eat it up (Silly ho)

I’ma be gone by tomorrow (Bye)

'Cause Flo Milli shit is the motto (Ho)

Eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up,

eat it up (I said eat it up)

Nigga, you lyin', Mufasa, sing to my niggas, hakuna matata