Favorite Eater Lyrics – Tory Lanez

Read the full Favorite Eater lyrics by Tory Lanez from the album Made You Think I Was Gone …But along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. In case you enjoyed this track, also check out other popular releases by Tory Lanez like Swangin’ and The Over Song.

[Verse 1]
Back in Toronto, I just landed (Fly to your city)
Fourteen-hour flight back from Bali, yeah
Called them n!ggas on me, didn’t you?
Lame-ass b!tch, lame-ass b!tch
Caught you, call my sister to whoop your ass
Take that, b!tch, take that, b!tch (Stupid ass)
I was crashing out all 2025
I’m not Pennywise, girl, I’m not just any guy
Said the man you left me for, he leads a better lie
Fu*k that n!gga ’til I die, I die

[Chorus]
Don’t take my favorite eater, no
S*it is getting too real on my side right now, I need her, yeah
It’s so hard to say that out loud, I’m not supposed to want you
To want you to find no one ’cause I don’t got no one too

[Interlude]
Nah and I, I can never hate her, but then you know, sometimes I struggle
It’s like, listen, I love the b!tch, though, at the same time, you feel me?

[Verse 2]
Your best friend set me up
Hating-ass b!tch, hating-ass b!tch
If I had a dollar for every n!gga she fu*ked
I’d be mad rich, talking mad rich
Hate when n!ggas wanna wife up my eater
Showing her new values like I don’t need her
She came back with morals, saying what she prefer
She came to have a technique I didn’t teach her (Damn)
And I hate how he got into you
When you come over now, we talk like it’s an interview
You used to walk in and get it popping in the living room
I feel stupid to even think I wanna tell, do

[Chorus]

Don’t take my favorite eater, no
S*it is getting too real on my side right now, I need her, yeah
It’s so hard to say that out loud, I’m not supposed to want you
To want you to find no one ’cause I don’t got no one too

[Post-Chorus]
Easy, girl, now watch her go down, uh
Watch her go down, so down, right now

[Verse 3]
If I can keep this s*it real, this how it feel
Feels like I just lost one of my main joints
I need my eater, down bad
Yeah, okay
Someone call the b!tches, they might come at your place
But you’re the only one, I met her at a Drizzy party
You was taking pictures
I was taking b!tches from these n!ggas all night
Girl, I met you, you were so fine
Now that you got someone, it don’t feel right if we’re being honest, girl
‘Cause it don’t mean that n!gga gon’ treat you no better
If I say it two times, then I mean it forever
And you know you’re my favorite eater of all time, all time