Everybody Eats lyrics

[Intro: Jay Critch]
Ayy, yuhh
Jay Critch, Hood Fave
Ayy, yuhh
Everybody eat, everybody eat
Hey, yuh

[Chorus: Jay Critch]
Everybody Eats, Everybody Eats
Stand up n*gga tell them pussies take a seat
I might ball in Miami like I play for the Heat
30 on my wrist, couple bands for the feats
Where I’m from it get real
My n*ggas move with a still
No we ain’t missin’ no Mills
Don’t give a f*ck how you feel
Run up on me your get ??
Ayy, run up on me you get dropped
My n*ggas countin’ the guap
Yea we be juggin’ a lot

[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
Eatin’ good now, yeah we eatin’ good
I got bands now, bands now so she eat the wood, hеy
And no we ain’t missin’ no mills
n*gga I need me some mills
Makе a ??? me a mills
My n*ggas juggin’ for real
Ayy, this lean got me faded like a taper
Shorty say she wanna lay up, told her pay up
n*ggas hoppin’ on the bandwagon I’m like wait up
n*ggas ain’t tryna get no money imma take some
Boy I heard you holdin’ on that money imma shake some
Shorty what you gon’ do for this money tell her shake some
Shorty gave me brain like that b*tch went to law school
Everybody eats n*gga I move like a boss do
[Chorus: Jay Critch]
Everybody Eats, Everybody Eats
Stand up n*gga tell them pussies take a seat
I might ball in Miami like I play for the Heat
30 for my wrist, couple bands for the feats
Where I’m from it get real
My n*ggas move with a still
No we ain’t missin’ no Mills
Don’t give a f*ck how you feel
Run up on me your get ??
Ayy, run up on me you get dropped
My n*ggas countin’ the guap
Yea we be juggin’ a lot

[Verse 2: FatBoySSE]
Yeah yeah, I’m movin’ with mills
Yea, I’m juggin’ with stills
b*tches they comin’ for real
Money it comin’ for real
b*tch I ain’t payin’ yo bills
You suckin’ this di*k for a mill
Ooo you gave me the chills
I love the way that sh*t feels
Everybody eats, everybody eats
I’m at the table with my n*ggas we just had a feast
And if we steppin’ out, we don’t tip the waitress cheap
I bet you find her at my crib, right on her knee
[Chorus: Jay Critch]
Everybody Eats, Everybody Eats
Stand up n*gga tell them pussies take a seat
I might ball in Miami like I play for the Heat
30 for my wrist, couple bands for the feats
Where I’m from it get real
My n*ggas move with a still
No we ain’t missin’ no Mills
Don’t give a f*ck how you feel
Run up on me your get ??
Ayy, run up on me you get dropped
My n*ggas countin’ the guap
Yea we be juggin’ a lot