Hotel Eats lyrics

[Produced by YMP Cash]

[Intro]
Yah, yah, uh
Yah

[Verse]
I'ma put my di*k deep down in her throat, I don't give no damn, the ho got ended (Oh, oh, oh)
Lil' b*tch to the pot, her pockets I got, my punk-ass pus*y n*gga think I'm [?] (Poo-poo, poo)
My mama raised me, I ain't have no dad
'Til the 13, I'm a whole damn beast (Nah)
n*ggas be lackin', these n*ggas, they think [?], I pull up and get it in answer (Skrrt-skrrt)
We bought SuWoop and that n*gga, be feedin' that n*gga, be [?] like "Somebody stretch me" (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
n*gga, stop talkin', we pull up with K's, hop out of the car and then we got the wicked (Pew-pew)
I got the Glock, pull up and pop his toppy, then knock up his motherf*ckin' opp
I'm not sh*ttin', I went ran up a bag, then I dripped down my two (Ah)
These young n*ggas don't want me [?], these n*ggas ain't even on the same damn troop (Nah)
I'm sippin' on Wock' right now and I bought me some soft and that came Gucci [?] (Come on)
Can't f*ck with that cap 'cause I don't f*ck with cap, no cap, I think I might [?] (No cap)
Geeked out, geeked out, I may just pop me the seal and I popped me a beam
And I be for real, I ain't doin' no cap, I just went through a hundred and done it in a week
Let's see, n*gga, pull the top under the door, f*ck the smoke, gettin' weed
Leave me a pus*y n*gga shirt red, Addy n*gga thinkin' I'm green (Prrah)
I be casually workin', I pop me a Addy, I'm outta here, geeked (Perc')
These n*ggas thought I was a [?], turnt to a big dog when they first left me off that leach (Roo, roo, roo, roo)
And, b*tch, I'm a robber, but steady'll be trappin', I get me a brick, let it go for that chip (Ooh)
Pop it, ooh, we pull up, get to poppin', we aimin' for head, we not aimin' for feet (Skrrt, pah, pah)
Just burn out that rocket, they let that [?] through this motherf*cker, I drip like lean (Bling)
Got the whole drip from the back, go f*ck up her head, she [?] while through on fleek (On fleek)
I can't stop feelin', ayy, 19, swear to God that sh*t made a nine outta me (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I'ma keep paintin' the motherf*ckin' block until the police come and get me
I just pop me a Perc', I don't do a liver, sippin' on drank, but I still ain't sleep
And as long as I got big racks in that bank, I don't give no damn where the f*ck my feet
And I can [?] out the motherf*ckin' beef, I'ma p*ss in this sh*t like Muhammad Ali (Prr, let's go)
And n*gga got shooters, I don't got a shooter, I go get me a Draco and get it done in (Keep slidin')
In the hotel, stuntin' on these b*tches, say the motherf*ckin' AR on two-forty-three
I don't play no rastas, but still gettin' higher than you, I just popped me a damn RP
If a ho got problem with me, I ain't gon' hit that b*tch, I might go play that ho to lil' T
Let me pop me a Perc' and extend with a beam, I be so high special and I still [?] (Keep goin')
If a n*gga want war, it don't ain't pressure, I get you knocked out for the motherf*ckin' cheek (Come on)
Your n*gga be pull up and shootin', I slop you, we hittin' out TECs and we shootin' at that n*gga (Come on)
Fire, I need a fire torch under this motherf*ckin' minnk
And I'm motherf*ckin' drunk, the top, pull up and pop that boy, n*gga want war with my team (Skrrt-skrrt)
Let's go, it's get it
What is you talkin' 'bout? We'll start run up a ho out your business
These n*ggas be broke and still won't get out they ass, these n*ggas don't know what they missin'
'Cause I was bein' broke, ain't rich from the f*ckin' beginnin', I knew I would run up my digits (No cap)
I'ma keep, I can keep goin' up 'til the beat stop and the motherf*ckin'—
[Outro]
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