ATE UP Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
She say she's been bitten from head to toe
I don't know what been chewing on me but I know I'm ate up
Watch how she up the score her number four+four because dat bitch ate
They say that seven,eight, that nine but I'm a dime I can't relate
They like she ate, she ate ain't leave no crumbs up on that plate
I keep my foot up on they neck just like a motherfuckin traec
They like she ate I be dunkin on you niggas and you bitches like I'm eight
My ex called my phone asking how I'm doing bitch I'm great
My money tall like Angel Reese, he playin' small ball like Nate
Hoe I don't want no four for four and you know why, cause bitch I ate
Woo, woo, I'm tryna run up a check, check
Shuffle these hoes like a deck, playin' with me is like Russian roulette, roulette
Hey, hey, say he get money, bet
Flew me to New York, Jet. I don't want no sex, just drop that neck
Can't fuck with her cause she fine, ain't no nickel she a dime
And they ain't fuckin' with you baby, what he tell me all the time
Chase Patron with the line, that's the only thing I chase, nigga
If you ain't gettin' money, get the fuck up out my face, nigga
She ate, she ate, no crumbs up on my plate, no
You sleep, you late, she be movin' state to state
These bitches envy, they hate, tiger stripe, that pussy great
Now I feel like John and Kate, I don't know why oh plus, she ate
Watch how she up the score her number, four+four cause that bitch ate
They say that seven,eight, that nine, but I'm a dime, I can't relate
Don't ask what I bring to the table, I'm the table and the plate
I don't do no 50-50, let me say that off the gate
And that's on me, not, swear I got that nigga hot
He can't even see the plot, gotta chase a sack, J.J. Watt
Told him meet me at the spot, Chef Curry with the shot
No worries be the bop, gotta give that nigga prop
He a fool with the top, uh, uh
He like the way that I talk, he like the way that I walk
Killing them, go get the chalk
Hey, hey, court side while the Hawks play
Throwing salt, call them salt bae
Killing you bitches even on a off day
Face card, never declining
Don't act hard, really on timing
Take off, you see me shining
Be-Be, Ce-Ce, nigga stop whining
Can't fall in love, I had to dog his ass like Nate hoe
Watch how I up the score my number, four+four cause I ate hoe
She ate, she ate, she ate, she ate
She ate, she ate, she ate, she ate
She ate, she ate, she ate, she ate
On meeeeee What's four+four because she ate nigga