Feed Em To the Lions

[Hook] Feed them to the lions Feed them to the lions Feed them to the lions I said feed them to the lions [Pre-Hook] Tell him There's no running from me Ducking, diving from me No God can save you from me You tell that little shit Look, there's no running from me Ducking, diving from me No God can save you from me Fuck it, I said [Hook x3] [Verse 1] Popping bottles of the Grey Goose A couple thousands round my neck I told them broke the bank you can't loose Spilling champagne on my crep Man I bought myself a Plan B Them riding goofy on my deck I got arms bigger than your face nigga Cause I do them extra sets I can do a hundred-thousand views in a few days When they see what was next We can make a nigga team they can try say something Then watch what I do next Hit him with a pump-pump Pump-pump Pump-pump right to the chest Shh...breathe, breathe, breathe [Pre-Hook] + [Hook x3] [Verse 2] Boy Better Know! Man, I spend all day in Camden Strongbow, skatepark, mandem Tattoos, girls in photos I see Rizla, weed and Benson Poppin' chicks now just land them She gets broody when I'm ramping I'm sober twice a week The rest is gun-squeeze, it can happen Fuck there's reefer in the building Boy Better Know in the building Turned up to the rave in flip-flops Left with more than what we pulled up in [Pre-Hook] + [Hook x3]