Future - Feed Me Dope lyrics

Ready for whatever clever as it get
Do I really gotta explain myself?
Wi Wi Wi Wi William

Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up
Might as well just give your ho up
I got local ho
But I shipped her out the country though
Ain't no givin' up
You already know how I give it up
Sippin' out the coffee cup
My Presidential face a hockey puck
Feed me dope, I get wavy like a boat
Feed me dope, and I start seeing ghosts
I'm off the porch, I'm skippin' court (yeah)
Skip to my lou
(Skrrt) , trappin' a sport (Skip to my lou)
Okay, fish butter, chicken cutter (Okay)
Maserati, we get mozzarella, yeah (Okay)
Go'n, you doin' that wrong
(Out of here) , Al Capone (Skrrt, skrrt)
Don't talk on phones 'cause we gettin'
Dope money all night long (Brrt)

I need, Chinese molly, Hong Kong (Brrt)
I need, good drank, big strong (Brrt)
Durdo call me Big Papi, I get big cocky
(Brrt)
Uh oh, big molly, got my wrist rocky (Uh oh)
Uh oh, bring the money on a big dolly (Uh oh)
They know, I'm a millionaire from freestyling
Uh oh, good dope make my wrist talk (Uh oh)
Coco, watch me hit her with a big fork
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Toto, keep the receipt, I'm a bad boy
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Thirty round drip, ooh, he a mad boy (Woo)
All of my diamonds clear, ooh, that's a Jag
Boy (Woo)
I see Hermes spelt out on my tag, boy (Woo)
I was hustlin' in the field with all I had
Boy (Whoa whoa)
My mama shed a few tears but I wasn't sad
Boy (Whoa whoa)
Tried to explain to her for years
She had a cash boy (Whoa whoa)
I took a pill and a half
Today, that ain't my last, boy
(Whoa) the one with the wings on it
I'm takin' off like Elroy
I took a P on the head
Hey I got the B on my head
I'm livin' close to the edge
I gotta stay with some lead
I wanna hit me a lick
Just so I can sleep on the bed

Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up
Might as well just give your ho up
I got local ho
But I shipped her out the country though
(Foreign) ain't no givin' up
You already know how I give it up (Pluto)
Sippin' out the coffee cup
(Pluto) , my Presidential face a hockey puck
I get wavy like a boat
Feed me dope, and I start seeing ghosts
I'm off the porch, I'm skippin' court (yeah)
Skip to my lou
(Skrrt) , trappin' a sport (Skip to my lou)
Okay, fish butter, chicken cutter (Okay)
Maserati, we get mozzarella, yeah (Okay)
Go'n, you doin' that wrong
(Out of here) , Al Capone (Skrrt, skrrt)
Don't talk on phones 'cause we gettin'
Dope money all night long