Yea, Yea
Dope off in my spot, Yea
Dope off In my spot, gotta get the bag I'm grinding
12 get behind me, gotta do yo job and come find me
I just gotta bag with ease
Got yo main bitch mad at me
Imma leave her, sadly
Tax you when you tax me
Ferrari Smitty, Ferrari Smitty
Yo hoe we tag team, Yea Yo hoe we tag team
I need my febe I need my febe
Bae gone head eat me Bae gone head eat me
Eat it up
Gotta lotta bands gotta keep it up
I'm in love with this shit can't get enough
Told yo bitch go down I want sum knee knee
Check out me fefe, CeCe you see Y-3
I'm so high in the sky not flying by me
I send my nigga come shoot you they paparazzi
They pull that fye on yo ass and you yell Yahtzee
I feel like Tupac in his prime but nobody shot me
Dope off In my spot, gotta get the bag I'm grinding
12 get behind me, gotta do yo job and come find me
I just gotta bag with ease
Got yo main bitch mad at me
Imma leave her, sadly
Tax you when you tax me
Ferrari Smitty, Ferrari Smitty
Yo hoe we tag team, Yea Yo hoe we tag team
I need my febe I need my febe
Bae gone head eat me Bae gone head eat me
Bae gone head eat me, just like some lunch meat
No WWE, yo hoe we tag team
These diamonds on me that shit like the sea
Okay okay I remember I was broke yesterday
I was just broke yesterday
But now a nigga grind for a new Wraith
But f*ck that yea I want a Lamb but shit imma get the Bentley first
Yea she wanna f*ck me told that bitch gone and take a perc
Bitch put this dick in yo mouth cause you gettin on my nerves
Hold up I needa smoke some weed just to calm my nerves
Lamb so small that bitch can't fit on the curb
And when I leave that lot you gone hear that bitch swerve
Dope off In my spot, gotta get the bag I'm grinding
12 get behind me, gotta do yo job and come find me
I just gotta bag with ease
Got yo main bitch mad at me
Imma leave her, sadly
Tax you when you tax me
Ferrari Smitty, Ferrari Smitty
Yo hoe we tag team, Yea Yo hoe we tag team
I need my febe I need my febe
Bae gone head eat me Bae gone head eat me
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Ape Gang say it ain't none nigga
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Ape Gang say it ain't none nigga
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Aye, say yea
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Ferrari Caree - Eat Me (feat. Smitty) Lyrics
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Yea, Yea
Dope off in my spot, Yea
Dope off In my spot, gotta get the bag I'm grinding
12 get behind me, gotta do yo job and come find me
I just gotta bag with ease
Got yo main bitch mad at me
Imma leave her, sadly
Tax you when you tax me
Ferrari Smitty, Ferrari Smitty
Yo hoe we tag team, Yea Yo hoe we tag team
I need my febe I need my febe
Bae gone head eat me Bae gone head eat me
Eat it up
Gotta lotta bands gotta keep it up
I'm in love with this shit can't get enough
Told yo bitch go down I want sum knee knee
Check out me fefe, CeCe you see Y-3
I'm so high in the sky not flying by me
I send my nigga come shoot you they paparazzi
They pull that fye on yo ass and you yell Yahtzee
I feel like Tupac in his prime but nobody shot me
Dope off In my spot, gotta get the bag I'm grinding
12 get behind me, gotta do yo job and come find me
I just gotta bag with ease
Got yo main bitch mad at me
Imma leave her, sadly
Tax you when you tax me
Ferrari Smitty, Ferrari Smitty
Yo hoe we tag team, Yea Yo hoe we tag team
I need my febe I need my febe
Bae gone head eat me Bae gone head eat me
Bae gone head eat me, just like some lunch meat
No WWE, yo hoe we tag team
These diamonds on me that shit like the sea
Okay okay I remember I was broke yesterday
I was just broke yesterday
But now a nigga grind for a new Wraith
But f*ck that yea I want a Lamb but shit imma get the Bentley first
Yea she wanna f*ck me told that bitch gone and take a perc
Bitch put this dick in yo mouth cause you gettin on my nerves
Hold up I needa smoke some weed just to calm my nerves
Lamb so small that bitch can't fit on the curb
And when I leave that lot you gone hear that bitch swerve
Dope off In my spot, gotta get the bag I'm grinding
12 get behind me, gotta do yo job and come find me
I just gotta bag with ease
Got yo main bitch mad at me
Imma leave her, sadly
Tax you when you tax me
Ferrari Smitty, Ferrari Smitty
Yo hoe we tag team, Yea Yo hoe we tag team
I need my febe I need my febe
Bae gone head eat me Bae gone head eat me
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Ape Gang say it ain't none nigga
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Ape Gang say it ain't none nigga
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Aye, say yea
Dope off in my spot, Yea
Dope off In my spot, gotta get the bag I'm grinding
12 get behind me, gotta do yo job and come find me
I just gotta bag with ease
Got yo main bitch mad at me
Imma leave her, sadly
Tax you when you tax me
Ferrari Smitty, Ferrari Smitty
Yo hoe we tag team, Yea Yo hoe we tag team
I need my febe I need my febe
Bae gone head eat me Bae gone head eat me
Eat it up
Gotta lotta bands gotta keep it up
I'm in love with this shit can't get enough
Told yo bitch go down I want sum knee knee
Check out me fefe, CeCe you see Y-3
I'm so high in the sky not flying by me
I send my nigga come shoot you they paparazzi
They pull that fye on yo ass and you yell Yahtzee
I feel like Tupac in his prime but nobody shot me
Dope off In my spot, gotta get the bag I'm grinding
12 get behind me, gotta do yo job and come find me
I just gotta bag with ease
Got yo main bitch mad at me
Imma leave her, sadly
Tax you when you tax me
Ferrari Smitty, Ferrari Smitty
Yo hoe we tag team, Yea Yo hoe we tag team
I need my febe I need my febe
Bae gone head eat me Bae gone head eat me
Bae gone head eat me, just like some lunch meat
No WWE, yo hoe we tag team
These diamonds on me that shit like the sea
Okay okay I remember I was broke yesterday
I was just broke yesterday
But now a nigga grind for a new Wraith
But f*ck that yea I want a Lamb but shit imma get the Bentley first
Yea she wanna f*ck me told that bitch gone and take a perc
Bitch put this dick in yo mouth cause you gettin on my nerves
Hold up I needa smoke some weed just to calm my nerves
Lamb so small that bitch can't fit on the curb
And when I leave that lot you gone hear that bitch swerve
Dope off In my spot, gotta get the bag I'm grinding
12 get behind me, gotta do yo job and come find me
I just gotta bag with ease
Got yo main bitch mad at me
Imma leave her, sadly
Tax you when you tax me
Ferrari Smitty, Ferrari Smitty
Yo hoe we tag team, Yea Yo hoe we tag team
I need my febe I need my febe
Bae gone head eat me Bae gone head eat me
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Ape Gang say it ain't none nigga
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Ape Gang say it ain't none nigga
Smittball and Ferrari baby
Aye, say yea
Writer: Ferrari Caree, Jacaree Brooklin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid