I'm tryna feast, feast, feast, feast

Y 'all tryna eat, eat, eat, eat

I'm tryna feast, feast, feast, feast

Yeah, I didn't know I'm bipolar, girl

Fuck me when I'm nice, see what you get when I'm untamed

In reality, you're on tape, I understand

So we got the mic, the touch, I keep that Range Rover

For my mama, Roger that, my mama told me

Don't you cry over no spilt milk

Yo, me 8 -8 tryna make kids milk

Shout out to the homies that be keepin' it real

Who that look like they know all my friends left me last year

I don't walk away, yo, we out here for a feast

Put that minus touch on me, you don't need it, I'm tryna feast

Y 'all be 8 acres in tall, put that rice where you eat

We walk the walk and talk that talk, sleep

Make it hit when you get that uh, uh, uh, uh

Y 'all tryna... I'm tryna...

I'm tryna eat...

Mada, mada, mada, mada, mada, maca

Mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother

mother, mother, mother, brother, mother, mother, mother, mother

mother mother, mother, mother, mother, morale

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Don't know how to ask me looking super big

It's like I'm rated 5 star or who that is

So I met at a club party, straight to a hotel lobby

Don't know like what side I be on, don't know it's so spicy

Baby, I feel like we old today, we turnin' Z

I'm young and mature, young in my A .I .B

It's Lucy over here, it's Dana

It's Ferreira Ratatouille, I'ma walk by

It's the sauce of the B .O., you should learn

How to use your chopstick

While I'm tryna feast, I'm flossing with a stick

Up in the B, got my drutter, I download you

I'm cooking a special on the B, that's on M4

My W, why god damn is Lucy up in this B?

She that