Lyrics EAT - NAV, Gunna

EAT

Had a coupe, hard, top turned to a drop
I walked in and bought all the Gucci socks
I got fancy VS yellow diamond rocks
Made myself a boss, ain’t punching on the clock
Mixed the Gucci with the RAF, my white is off
Me and Gunna the same, we cut from a different cloth
Shopping in London, I like European cloth (European cloth)
Stacked up my money and I made myself a boss (made myself a boss)
Opening Ceremony Leatherman Trench, when I walk (stop)
Move to the penthouse and let my ex keep the loft
I’m dripping in VLONE I got XO on my socks
Got some young boy sippin' on Fanta, ready to pop
I’m the real deal, I’m talking the talk and walking the walk (yeah)
If I can’t get no red, I’ll probably be sippin' on Wock
Told her give me head, ain’t wanna hear her talk (ya)
Now I gotta key one in her head inside my Glock (Glock, ya)
YSL, XO, Gunna drippin' like a mop (light a mop)
Had fell in love with syrup, I’m sippin' red and Wock (ya)
I told Gunna it’s your time to eat (eat)
These rappers cornballs they tellin' lies on beats (ya, beats)
Fucking suit and tie, I got drip on me (me)
Bitch, we got mob ties better not flip on me (ya)
Bitch, we got frog eyes on that Bentley B (B)
I’m rocking minks and chinchillas to my knees
My brother NAV told me, «It's our time to eat"(eat)
We got mob ties and you better not switch on me (me)
Yo