Carnivore Lyrics
Ooh, ooh, ooh
When no one loves a sinner, woah (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah
The devil has his ways
Yeah
Mm, mm, ayy
Ain’t doin’ no trippin’ ’cause I ain’t trim up on no old whores
At most, they’ll never be trippin’ about no nigga, I got my own voice
I got that swagger and got my game from my old boy
These niggas, they pushin’ lane, I’m leavin’ a bitch, know all these hoes goin’
I’m havin’ smoke straight up out of my hood, some shit you can’t avoid
These niggas be cappin’, ain’t shot some shit in six months, makin’ no noise
I’m trappin’ them Bubba plates on Instagram, shit got me paranoid
Nigga bitch just came through and ate the whole dick, she a carnivore
I got a FaceTime audio from the plug, it’s go time
Whole time I was bossin’ the lil’ bitch up, she was cheatin’ the whole time
Bitch, I’m trappin’ these bricks, fuck it, ain’t got no time
Bro on that paper, on a bitch like, fuck it, Birkin cost a whole nine
That’s a nine-piece, super fishy, no terpene time
I’ma test her, if she stay down, and if she do, it’s Birkin time
Nigga’ll dap you up and smile in your face, but these niggas whole slime
Robbed a nigga for his chain and helped him look for it the whole time
Mm, yeah, trappin’ out the backyard
Boston Richey, I’m trappin’ them Bubba plates, they trap in backyard
Put a bad bitch straight in her place, I bought her her first Goyard
I know too many niggas that died with pistols, you ain’t gotta act hard
And I know youngins that will come and spin your place for a pint of Wockhardt
Servin’ of brick of yay and get my pay, shit get my cock hard
And my nigga don’t spend his paper and got ten years, but he at Akbar
When my youngin them swing the pistol, that baddest nigga turned to a trackstar
I ain’t gon’ lie, niggas like, goddamn
You know, when a nigga in a r— in a race, you got so motherfuckers from every angle tryna pull you back, you know what I’m sayin’?
And I ain’t gon’ lie, I ain’t got no big homie in this shit, man, fuck a nigga, man, this me
I wanna take this chain off, I wanna take this rings off
I wanna take my watch off and go back to the traphouse
Get them P’s, tryna get ’em off, you know you ain’t for me, dog
Tryna lyin’ and say you love me, you know you don’t love me, dog
How you went and fucked my dog? I should’ve really been took you off
I ain’t even know she was fuckin’ off, bitch done went against the law
Now I’m back, I fuckin’ roll, right back, I hit trap and roll
Mention me, tryna steal the sauce, pussy ho, you know you flaw
Ain’t doin’ no trippin’ ’cause I ain’t trim up on no old whores
At most, they’ll never be trippin’ about no nigga, I got my own voice
I got that swagger and got my game from my old boy
These niggas, they pushin’ lane, I’m leavin’ a bitch, know all these hoes goin’
I’m havin’ smoke straight up out of my hood, some shit you can’t avoid
These niggas be cappin’, ain’t shot some shit in six months, makin’ no noise
I’m trappin’ them Bubba plates on Instagram, shit got me paranoid
Nigga bitch just came through and ate the whole dick, she a carnivore
