Busdriver - Eat Rich lyrics

[Intro] Driver! (Look Out!) Yeah Oh Shoot! [Hook] I'm so hungry, man, I could the rich Eat, eat, eat the rich Check me out [Verse 1] Things are looking good, but I can't mess with your hair though Ergo, the ladder climb is an air show But thank God you like I'm f**ing with that hood sh** And treat me like you think I wrote up the instruction booklets The instruction booklets, the instruction booklets Cause of my home, the hammers pop But your selfies look like glamour shots Before that endorphin high, I take orders like George Takei And scorch the sky, poor guy, I'm a horse fly and that's because [Hook] Let's eat, Kenny Celebrate a little bit Let us not eat them Celebrate if you eat, n***a [Verse 2] On high booty cheeks, y'all are thieves Swallow new acts, how to rap Don't let them style with child proof caps You there? I'm a rough approximation of Type A And Type B at a dice game in a white tee with a nice chain And snarky web presence you can't turn up in a text message Without at least a million video views Watch the millennials brood Make sense of it all, there's diamonds in the loaves of bread I'm looking for 'em in the hood like a floating head Like a floating head, like a-- like a floating head My dinner prayers meant for an asteroid wake I'm reading that sh** from a fat boy's tape I'm still eating, n***a, but it's all soy-based [Hook] Let's eat, Kenny That's right Perfect Hair [Outro] x3 Kenny Segal's drums are like he's dropping desks Your whole life's a hot mess, I confess, we got that Aquafresh That's tight