Wilson - Gatorade lyrics

[Hook x2 : Lido] Shawty what you sippin on, Gatorade Shawty what you smoking on, lemonade Im up in the sky finna elevate Mix it with some koolaid Popping pills cuz I get paid [Verse 1:Wil$on] Uh, I got a pint but I dont wanna slow down, I need something that'll make time slow up Im hearing people excited wil$on is in town, got me thinking that it might just go up Ain't no muddy in my strawberry soda But my gatorade kick like cola This gin all in my cup Make a celibate b**h say she wanna f** Please dont get knocked up Cuz thats just my luck f** around and key my sh** like Exes do Her n***a poe 4's like dudes from Texas do Maybe one day i'll blow like Exile and Blu Grow my hair real long wear it out like Que Shawty what you sippin' on? I ain't a gangsta girl I ain't a Corleone I just wanna dip in ya' Sierra Leone If you ain't in to that than trust me I'll be gone I'll be gone, I'll be out Wanna be a CEO on my Steve Stout Smoking on fresh green like when leaves sprout Feed on Hate telling n***as to please doubt Mix the liquor with the penicillin Pray I dont die Pusha T 'Lord Willin' Gotta pinch myself to restore the feelin' Can't wait for the day ya' boy touch a billion Gotta get paid All these f** n***as trynna get laid All these bright lights man im finna get dazed Trynna have my feet up chilling in the shade [Verse 2:Lido] Galaxy boys Reality is far away Liquid love got me floatin' away Up in the club, Grey Goose every day Stacks on racks 'til my mind starts melting away Smoking that jay Posted in the bay SADBOYS sippin' Arizona day by day Day by day,I goes away Swerving swerving on this iced tea Yung Gud Shorty posted with that DMT Hash in the pipe is ABC Cut their wrists and lay 'em down gently Leopard colored backseat in my Bentley Relently I pop two pills too many I don't give a f** [Verse 3-Wil$on] Bout nothin' nobody gotta say If imma make it in this rap sh** its gone be my way Yall washed up with them struggle bars n***a this to me is just childs play Give a toast to this bad guy so I guess this is my 'Runaway' Leaning off of them Zanny bars Dosing off I need an Adderall Dont come at me acting friendly n***a I dont f** with none of yall Its in my court so I gotta ball Its on my field so I gotta win Wil$on off of that Gatorade man this sh** sound like the perfect blend n***a, I was, Born in 93' Made in 93' Without my pops became a man amazingly Seen n***as get big, like whats stopping me I created my own path Only n***a quit school cuz he hate math Now I count views visualize sales Go so hard so I can't fail Im finna get to these dreams Get faded with the Yung Leans Get Paid off 16's Answer n***as prayers like the Sistine WIL$ON [Hook x2]