TWICE - Food On My Plate

These starving ass niggas want the food on my plate
They can't fuck wit me
These starving ass niggas want the food on my plate
They can't fuck wit me so the love turn to hate
Riding thru the city in a SRT8
This hellcat be whining like a baby that ain't ate
These starving ass niggas want the food on my plate
They can't fuck wit me so the love turn to hate
Riding thru the city in a SRT8
This hellcat be whining like a baby that ain't ate
All these deliveries I could start a few caters
This money coming everyday I call it newspaper
Muffuccas stay wit something to say it's always new haters
I just be focused on this cake I coulda been a baker
I just like to see my bread rise
Pockets bulging in these skinnys I need to go up a leg size
Nothing in common wit these weird guys
She heard me coming
Before she seen me the engine made her wanna spread thighs
Got this big motor purring like I'm listening to Coi Leray
It feel good outside so I jumped in my toy today
If it's too far of a drive I'll throw my boy the play
Won't do the toosie slide but I'm riding with a Drake
Life is hard so a nigga had to grab it soft
Shit got fucked up but I bounced back like a basketball
Just as fast as it came I got that package off
And I stay on the go wit this smoke so I turn my traction off
These starving ass niggas want the food on my plate
They can't fuck wit me so the love turn to hate
Riding thru the city in a SRT8
This hellcat be whining like a baby that ain't ate
These starving ass niggas want the food on my plate
They can't fuck wit me so the love turn to hate
Riding thru the city in a SRT8
This hellcat be whining like a baby that ain't ate

Written by:
Twice FBL

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