Big Phil GwappedUp - Shit Eater

{intro}
I need a rag, you got white stuff on my mouth (huh)
It’s white stuff on my mouth (it’s white stuff on yo mouth)
(asten)

{chorus: big phil gwappedup}
Tell me why the fuck this bitch posted me (bitch)
Thought we were lowkey, that’s how it’s supposed to be (fuck)
Bitch you a shit eater don’t be approachin’ me
Nah you can’t be my bitch hoe you just my lil sneaky link (uh uh)
She just got dick and she wanted a wedding ring
I get full of them percs i’ll tell a hoe anything (anything)
Yeah i sold her some dreams but she ain’t get anything (nathan)
I just gave her my meat yeah she ate on this jimmy dean (hahaha)
I can see how she lookin’ yeah i know she feelin’ me
Can we go on a date
Mane these hoes be killin’ me (killin’ me)
You gonna lie to my face
Nah that’s just the real in me (real in me)
They’re just some groupies
That wanna get some clout off me (clout off me)
Put a hundred on ten, you know how these hoes be
I’m a thousnaire bitch, in my feelings like ob (uh huh uh uh uh)
They give an opinion but don’t even know me
I tried to be cool but back to the old me (old me)

{verse 1: big phil gwappedup}
Say you gettin’ money, you gonna have to show me (show me)
Them the same leggings you had on the whole week (bitch)
Why you expose me, bitch you the police
Thought you were my man
Damn i think this hoe geeked
Bought her some flowers
Damn i got that throat cheap (haha)
Wrote this shit in my head in my scat with no beat (nope)
If you a shit eater bitch don’t approach me
I told ya ass once lil bitch don’t post me
I get in and get out she like phil you ghosted me
Like how i’m yo trick and you didn’t get a token
Last image i seen was you on yo knees (haha)
Deep throatin’ and chokin’ (yea)
Bitch you open, damn damn
I ain’t know you were feeling like that lil bitch you bogus (bogus)
Like pam (bitch)
I kicked her out the spot like martin (outta there)

{chorus: big phil gwappedup}
Tell me why the fuck this bitch posted me (bitch)
Thought we were lowkey, that’s how it’s supposed to be (fuck)
Bitch you a shit eater don’t be approachin’ me
Nah you can’t be my bitch hoe you just my lil sneaky link (uh uh)
She just got dick and she wanted a wedding ring
I get full of them percs i’ll tell a hoe anything (anything)
Yeah i sold her some dreams but she ain’t get anything (nathan)
I just gave her my meat yeah she ate on this jimmy dean (hahaha)
I can see how she lookin’ yeah i know she feelin’ me
Can we go on a date
Mane these hoes be killin’ me (killin’ me)
You gonna lie to my face
Nah that’s just the real in me (real in me)
They’re just some groupies
That wanna get some clout off me (clout off me)
Put a hundred on ten, you know how these hoes be
I’m a thousnaire bitch, in my feelings like ob (uh huh uh uh uh)
They give an opinion but don’t even know me
I tried to be cool but back to the old me (old me)

{verse 2: ob thousnaire}
I had a shit eater straight out of bolivar
I’m changin’ bolivar name to swallower
Baby i’m havin’ mo money than followers
She a shit eater, didn’t know before i talked to her
She eat the dick like a steak out of cody’s
Got me on the net lookin’ like i’m a joke
I gave you some motion bitch you were like jody
She created on me but forgot i’m a hoe
I fucked on some bitches i never got caught
A typical nigga i come with some flaws
Abcd i’ma circle ‘em all
She could’ve went pro the way she be on these balls
She a shit eater that means she slaw
Don’t come with no bread got nothing but jaws
They like to get fed a dick and some balls
If she ask for money you tell that hoe nawl (uh huh)

{chorus: big phil gwappedup}
Tell me why the fuck this bitch posted me (bitch)
Thought we were lowkey, that’s how it’s supposed to be (fuck)
Bitch you a shit eater don’t be approachin’ me
Nah you can’t be my bitch hoe you just my lil sneaky link (uh uh)
She just got dick and she wanted a wedding ring
I get full of them percs i’ll tell a hoe anything (anything)
Yeah i sold her some dreams but she ain’t get anything (nathan)
I just gave her my meat yeah she ate on this jimmy dean (hahaha)
I can see how she lookin’ yeah i know she feelin’ me
Can we go on a date
Mane these hoes be killin’ me (killin’ me)
You gonna lie to my face
Nah that’s just the real in me (real in me)
They’re just some groupies
That wanna get some clout off me (clout off me)
Put a hundred on ten, you know how these hoes be
I’m a thousnaire bitch, in my feelings like ob (uh huh uh uh uh)
They give an opinion but don’t even know me
I tried to be cool but back to the old me (old me)