Big Moochie Grape – Eat Or Get Ate Lyrics

Big Moochie Grape Eat Or Get Ate Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, man
Like I said, man (You know what I’m sayin’)
It’s eat or get ate (Eat or get ate), you f–kin’ know what’s goin’ on, man (Y’all know what’s goin’ on)
None of you niqqas in my bracket (Hell nah)
Ain’t none of you b!tch a$$ niqqas in my category (None of you b!tch a$$ niqqas)
All you d!ck bitin’ a$$ niqqas, man, you know what I’m sayin’? We ain’t with none of that sh!t over here (None of that sh!t, yes, sir)

 

[Verse] Yeah (Yeah)
I run with them creepers (Them creepers)
Young grim reaper, put a niqqa in a sleeper (In a sleeper)
On AB, we servin’ that ether, uh (That ether)
Clientele comin’ through, trap jumpin’ so high (Hoo-hoo)
Yeah, ’cause we got it for cheaper, uh (We got it)
Put the racks in the Goyard, all I do is go hard (Go hard)
Yeah, the B!tch knockin’ like speakers (Knockin’)

All I do is sh!t on niqqas when I come around, sh!t, I wouldn’t like me either, yeah (I wouldn’t like me either)
Hood b!tch like, “Moochie, why you got all that cash on you?” ‘Cause I don’t do no Visa, huh (B!tch)
Still gon’ let me grease her, huh (Grease her)
Paint her face like Mona Lisa, uh (Ooh)
Before I was up, I was still turnt up (Turnt up)
Makin’ hits now like The Beatles (Makin’ hits)
Me and my niqqas keep heaters, uh (Yeah)

 

Never been scared of no people, uh (Uh)
Do a show out of town, yeah, we still put it down
Yeah, we scare all of the people, yeah (Ah)
Chop with the hundred round, thirty round pokin’ out
Ooh, them young niqqas lethal, yeah (They lethal)
OG on Dust Town, young niqqa put it down (Dust Town)
Yeah, go ask all the people, yeah (Grape Street, b!tch)
None of you niqqas like Moochie, uh (Uh-uh)
Half of you niqqas been coochie, uh (Been b!tches)

Stank a lil’ niqqa like sushi, yeah (Stank ’em)
Slide in a vert with an Uzi, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
And my watch, it’s a one-of-one, it’s a one-of-one, uh (One-of-one)
Yeah, b!tch, I’m the youngest don, I’m the youngest don, uh (Yes, sir)
When I got my check, went bought some chops with the Cinnabons (Grr)
Yeah, B!tch, I went got it done, I’m my mama’s richest son (On God)
Went to jail, quickly make the bail, right back to the scale (Right back to it)

 

Mama say she hate I’m in the streets, I told her wish me well (I love you)
Every day’s a mission, got ambition, my mindstate never fail (Never)
I don’t f–k with niqqas or these B!tches, they gon’ run and tell (Run and tell)
Every time I go spend me some money, it’s like show and tell (Show and tell)
You just seen this new sh!t Moochie bought? Niqqa, hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Flexin’ on ’em, hell yeah (Hell yeah), niqqas know what’s up with Grape (Yeah)

I’m the hottest sh!t out right now, all these niqqas out of date (Out of date)
And I put baguettes in my Rolex, b!tch, and I bust the face (Bling, blaow)
When it’s all said and done, I’m the chosen one, it’s eat or get ate (Yes, sir)

 

[Outro] You just seen this new sh!t Moochie bought? Niqqa, hell yeah
You just seen this new sh!t Moochie bought? Niqqa, hell yeah
Every time I go spend me some money, it’s like show and tell
You just seen this new sh!t Moochie bought? Niqqa, hell yeah