Feed Me Dope
Ready for whatever
Clever as it get
Do I really gotta explain myself
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
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
Skip to my lou, trapping a sport (Skip to my lou)
Okay fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
Maserati, we get mozzarella (okay), ayy
Go'n, you doin' that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
Don't talk on phones but we get dope money all night long (brrr)
I need, Chinese molly, Hong Kong (brrr)
I need, good drank, big strong (brrr)
Durk 'dem call me big papi, I get big cocky (brrr)
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 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)
Tryna 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 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
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
Sippin' 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 skippin' court
Skip to my lou, trapping a sport (Skip to my lou)
Okay fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
Maserati, we get mozzarella, (okay) ayy
Go'n, you doin' that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
Don't talk on phones but we get dope money all night long
Clever as it get
Do I really gotta explain myself
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
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
Skip to my lou, trapping a sport (Skip to my lou)
Okay fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
Maserati, we get mozzarella (okay), ayy
Go'n, you doin' that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
Don't talk on phones but we get dope money all night long (brrr)
I need, Chinese molly, Hong Kong (brrr)
I need, good drank, big strong (brrr)
Durk 'dem call me big papi, I get big cocky (brrr)
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 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)
Tryna 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 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
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
Sippin' 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 skippin' court
Skip to my lou, trapping a sport (Skip to my lou)
Okay fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
Maserati, we get mozzarella, (okay) ayy
Go'n, you doin' that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
Don't talk on phones but we get dope money all night long
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Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Willie Jerome Byrd
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