Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Eat Your Feelings , by - Open Mike Eagle. Release date: 02.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Eat Your Feelings |
| I ain’t never ate like this before |
| You don’t understand |
| You don’t know what I’ve been through |
| Naw mean? |
| You 'bout to go above and beyond right now |
| I threw up in a food desert |
| Ate dirt, I’ma do better |
| Ya’ll old school, I got knew cheddar |
| I said fuck food, I’ma choose sweaters, yeah |
| I bought me a rolly, so I could eat the stones |
| I’m poppin' little bitty bottles, cause I drink cologne |
| What that mean? |
| It mean yesterday I ain’t have things |
| I was tired of having these black beans |
| So today I’m eatin' that flat screen, yeah |
| On my boulevard, we ain’t got no cookie jar |
| For desert we eatin' Michael Jordan rookie cards |
| That’s big league |
| Money salad, that shit’s green |
| And I’m home, snackin' on comic books |
| Amazin' fantasy, fifteen |
| Feed me fashion, I’m Galactus |
| Chewin' on your universe |
| Keep your sushi, I’m too bougie |
| Fry me up that Gucci purse |
| They said dinner’s at 9, I pushed for earlier |
| I pushed the menus aside and said cook this furniture |
| I got that brand new money |
| Yeah, I just got paid |
| I’m tradin' money |
| For them gold gold chains |
| I got mills, I’ll eat grills |
| I’ll eat hunned dollar bills |
| I’m feelin' like a million bucks |
| Baby, I eat how I feel |
| I don’t eat food, no, I eat the plates |
| All the forks and knives |
| 'Fore we speak the grace |
| Want the birthday candles |
| I don’t need the cake |
| I bite the hand that feeds me |
| 'Fore I eat the grapes, yeah |
| Expensive taste |
| I eat Louis sandals and even Gucci |
| Groupies with edible drawers |
| But we just eat the coochie |
| My ex, ha, if I eat the cookies, that’s X-box |
| Little Playstation with some red hot |
| She got junk food and I’m Red Fox, yeah |
| If only barbie knew |
| She’d bar me from the Bar-B-Que |
| After I eat the bar and grill |
| I might eat barbie too |
| Yeah that white girl |
| That tie laces too tight girl |
| With a snack or meal |
| She with the man of steel |
| So I keep on feedin' her pipe, girl |
| Put that crack up on a cracker |
| Then I feed it to the birds |
| Make a rapper eat a wrapper |
| Then I make him eat his words |
| Come eat these nouns and verbs |
| Get what you now deserve |
| I sprinkle sugar on shhh |
| And call it Brown 'N Serve |