Eat Dat Up lyrics

[Intro: Future & Lil Keed]
[?] b*tch, eat that up (Eat that up, b*tch)
Dripset, this is spill now (Yeah)
Real spill (What?)
(Boy)
Pipe it up

[Chorus: Future]
Four to five watches, b*tch, eat that up (Woah-woah)
And I'm thinking about retiring, b*tch, 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 b*tch dress in a turban, eat that up (Woah-woah, woah-woah)
f*ck your b*tch on purpose, keep that up (Woah-woah)
pus*y n*ggas 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, b*tch, eat that up
And I'm thinking about retiring, b*tch, 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 b*tch dress in a turban, eat that up
f*ck your b*tch on purpose, keep that up
pus*y n*ggas 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 sh*t 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 f*cked 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 f*ck 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, b*tch, eat that up
And I'm thinking about retiring, b*tch, 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 b*tch dress in a turban, eat that up
f*ck your b*tch on purpose, keep that up
pus*y n*ggas actin' nervous, we gon' heat that up