First I Make Him Eat It Until He Lockjaw Lyrics

First I Make Him Eat It Until He Lockjaw Song is sung by Latto, Saweetie & Trina. Immerse into the song’s mesmerizing lyrics, enriching your melodious music experience. Explore the verses that capture the essence of the melody, right here on our lyrics website.

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First I Make Him Eat It Until He Lockjaw Lyrics

Song Name: B^^ch From Da Souf (Remix)
Singer: Latto, Saweetie & Trina

[Intro: Latto]
Big ‘Latto, big remix (Bankroll Got It), yeah

[Chorus: Latto]
I throw that a^^ back to see if he gon’ catch it (I throw it)
I ain’t athletic, but it’s tennis for the necklace, yeah (Ice, ice)
Ayy, where that cash at? I stack it like Tetris (Okay)
Real gutta b^^ch, real plugs and connections (Real b^^ch)
First I make him eat it ’til he lockjaw (Yeah)
Give it to him good, knock a n^^ga socks off, uh (Yeah)
I run it up, they busy running they mouth (Run it, run it)
I’m a real-a^^, rich-a^^ b^^ch from the Souf, yeah, yeah (Uh, uh, Souf)

[Verse 1: Latto]
First off, I ain’t f^^kin’ for no clout (Nah)
I ain’t f^^kin’ on no n^^ga sleepin’ on his patna couch (What the f^^k?)
He wanna f^^k, rather sit it on his mouth (Uhh)
I’m a freak-a^^, street-a^^, b^^ch from the Souf (Haa)
Is you gon’ catch it? Eat it up for breakfast? (Yeah)
I ain’t athletic on the d^^k, I do gymnastics (Okay)
I hit up Saweetie like, “What’s up? I’m in The Bay” (The Bay)
The baddest b^^ch in MIA said I’m good when I’m in Dade (Uh)

[Chorus: Latto & Saweetie]
I throw that a^^ back to see if he gon’ catch it (I throw it)
I ain’t athletic, but it’s tennis for the necklace, yeah (Ice, ice)
Ayy, where that cash at? I stack it like Tetris (Okay)
Real gutta b^^ch, real plugs and connections (Real b^^ch)
First I make him eat it ’til he lockjaw (Yeah)
Give it to him good, knock a n^^ga socks off, uh (Yeah)
I run it up, they busy running they mouth (Run it, run it)
I’m a real-a^^, rich-a^^ b^^ch from the Souf, yeah, yeah (Uh, uh, Souf, Icy)

[Verse 2: Saweetie]
Got my bag up on the East, brought it back to the West (Uh-huh)
B^^ches foul and run they mouth, I’ma have to call a tech (Brr)
Black Rapunzel with the bundles got ’em flowin’ down my back (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
You know Saweetie get love from the office to the trap (Uh-huh)
Rich n^^gas want me (Want me), big figures on me (Uh-huh)
Got a snowflake ’round my neck lookin’ like a whole thing
F^^k around and catch a cold, bussin’ hoes I don’t sneeze (‘Choo)
Johnny brighten up my smile, he my dentist low-key
Why these hoes testin’ me? (Mm-mm) I ain’t no f^^kin’ ACT (I ain’t)
You need to do what you just took and that’s a f^^kin’ SAT (Ho)
I put that on my ICY piece (Woo), I need a new one ASAP
Yo’ man just bought you a Rollie, I’m on my third bust down AP (Whew), ayy

[Pre-Chorus: Saweetie]
I throw that a^^ back to see if he gon’ catch it (Better catch it)
I call Mulatto up when I’m tryna get ratchet, ayy (I get ratchet)
You love my lips, get it tatted on your neck (Shh)
I’m a real-a^^, trill-a^^ b^^ch from the West (Biatch)

[Chorus: Latto & Trina]
I throw that a^^ back to see if he gon’ catch it (I throw it)
I ain’t athletic, but it’s tennis for the necklace, yeah (Ice, ice)
Ayy, where that cash at? I stack it like Tetris (Okay)
Real gutta b^^ch, real plugs and connections (Real b^^ch)
First I make him eat it ’til he lockjaw (Yeah)
Give it to him good, knock a n^^ga socks off, uh (Yeah)
I run it up, they busy running they mouth (Run it, run it)
I’m a real-a^^, rich-a^^ b^^ch from the Souf, yeah, yeah (Uh, uh, Souf, Trina)

[Verse 3: Trina]
I throw it, he catch it like Odell, it’s wet and the p^^sy got no smell
Can’t come to my residence, leavin’ no evidence, meet me at the hotel
He said “You don’t respect me, you just want a check”, he know me so well
I don’t f^^k with no losers or liars, I ain’t takin’ no Ls
Nice waist on me (Yeah), yo’ n^^ga wanna taste on me (Ahh)
N^^ga, don’t FaceTime my line, just come put face on me (Yuh)
Got M’s in a Swiss offshore, that’s why all my s^^t cost more
Got my sauce right and it’s off-white, can’t get it at the store (Hahaha), now watch how

[Chorus: Latto]
I throw that a^^ back to see if he gon’ catch it (I throw it)
I ain’t athletic, but it’s tennis for the necklace, yeah (Ice, ice)
Ayy, where that cash at? I stack it like Tetris (Okay)
Real gutta b^^ch, real plugs and connections (Real b^^ch)
First I make him eat it ’til he lockjaw (Yeah)
Give it to him good, knock a n^^ga socks off, uh (Yeah)
I run it up, they busy running they mouth (Run it, run it)
I’m a real-a^^, rich-a^^ b^^ch from the Souf, yeah, yeah (Uh, uh, Souf)

[Outro]
(Yeah, no, yeah)
B^^ch, hahahaha (No)
I run it up, they busy running they mouth
I’m a real-a^^, rich-a^^ b^^ch from the Souf (Souf)

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