Future - Feed Me Dope lyrics

[Intro] Ready for whatever Clever as it get Do I really gotta explain myself [Hook/Chorus] Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up Might as well just give your ho up I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though Ain't no giving up, you already know how I give it up Sipping 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 skipping court Skip to my lou, trapping a sport Ok fish bu*ter, chicken cutter “okay” Maserati, we get mozzarella, “okay” ayy Go'n, you doing that wrong “out of here”, Al Capone Don't talk on phones but we get dope money all night long [Verse 1] I need, Chinese molly, Hong Kong I need, good drank, big strong Durk ‘dem call me big papi, I get big co*ky 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 stop Toto, keep the receipt, I'm a bad boy Thirty round drip, ooh, he a mad boy All of my diamonds clear, ooh, that's a jag boy I see Hermes belt, thousand on my tag boy I was hustling in the field with all I had boy My mama shed a few tears but I wasn't sad boy Tryna explain to her for years she had a cash boy I took a pill and a half today, that ain't my last boy The one with the beans on it, I'm taking off like Elroy I took a few on my head, I got to be on my head I'm living close to the edge, I gotta stay with some lead I wanna hit me a lick, just like a sheep on the bed [Hook/Chorus] Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up Might as well just give your ho up I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though Ain't no giving up, you already know how I give it up Sipping out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck I get wavy like a goat Feed me dope, and I start seeing ghosts I'm off the porch, I'm skipping court Skip to my lou, trapping a sport Ok fish bu*ter, chicken cutter Maserati, we get mozzarella, ayy Go'n, you doing that wrong “out of here”, Al Capone Don't talk on phones but we get dope money all night long