Future — Eat Dat Up

[Intro: Future & Lil Keed] [?] bitch, eat that up (Eat that up, bitch) Dripset, this is spill now (Yeah) Real spill (What?) (Boy) Pipe it up [Chorus: Future] Four to five watches, bitch, eat that up (Woah-woah) And I'm thinking about retiring, bitch, eat that up (Woah-woah-woah) Hellcat or Turbo Porsche, eat that up (Woah-woah) Called your baby mama 'bout to beat that up (Woah-woah-woah) Cartier and Hermes, eat that up Make my bitch dress in a turban, eat that up (Woah-woah, woah-woah) Fuck your bitch on purpose, keep that up (Woah-woah) Pussy niggas actin' nervous, we gon' heat that up (Woah-woah, woah-woah) [Post-Chorus: Future] And my attitude the same, yup (Woah-woah, woah-woah) Spent four millions on chains, yup (Oh-oh, woah-oh) By the time this [?] lil' freak gon' be a millionaire (Oh-oh, drip) [Chorus: Future] Four to five watches, bitch, eat that up And I'm thinking about retiring, bitch, eat that up Hellcat or Turbo Porsche, eat that up Called your baby mama 'bout to beat that up Cartier and Hermes, eat that up Make my bitch dress in a turban, eat that up Fuck your bitch on purpose, keep that up Pussy niggas actin' nervous, we gon' heat that up [Verse: Lil Keed] Keed talk to 'em Yeah, I told her eat it up And I nutted straight on the butt, yeah Boy you better bring more than that, we smoke shit up Yeah, came from nothing, I came from the bottom so eat that up Yeah, pull up in Bentley or the Lamb' truck, she eat that up Yeah, all gold, buss down cuban link like treasury I just fucked this ho throat in Patterson, New Jersey I can shoot at long range and the Glock hold 30s I blow up like propane, and she wouldn't even fuck me [Bridge: Lil Keed] Ooh, eat that up Ooh, 2-25 on the dash Ooh, eat that up Ooh, I can't crash Ooh, I came with your ho, bought in a trash bag Ooh, pray for long life but just know I spazz, spazz, ooh [Chorus: Future] Four to five watches, bitch, eat that up And I'm thinking about retiring, bitch, eat that up Hellcat or Turbo Porsche, eat that up Called your baby mama 'bout to beat that up Cartier and Hermes, eat that up Make my bitch dress in a turban, eat that up Fuck your bitch on purpose, keep that up Pussy niggas actin' nervous, we gon' heat that up