Drink More Water

Verse 1:

Aight

Yeah

Look

I got your bitch in the front (uh)

You do this shit for the stunt

I'm comin' for all of my pennies so pay me my ****

This ain't what you want (look)

I'm kickin' shit like a punt

I only put gas on my blunt (uh)

Listen

Uh

Listen

Look

Don't smoke a mid

Don't tell no fibs

Keep to yourself you'll find peace from within

Killin' these **** with ink from a pen

Lord I'm just writin' my sins

Where do I begin

Cause I'm losin' count

Just like these **** who countin' me out

Though you should know that I feed off the doubt

I'm in this for passion you dreamin' of clout

Kam from the South

Call me come out

Just fuck up a check

Hit the city get wild

You'll find me on fresh see I got my own style

**** you dress like your name fuckin' Kyle

It's gettin' too cramped

I need space at the top

Tryin' to get top of the chart oh my god

If you are op(?) might get hit with fire

I am for real with you **** or not

Hook:

Better drink more water

Less Aquafina

Good god this girl say she want Prada(?)

And it's got me cheesin'

But I ain't teasin'

I ain't got it

And I still be chiefin'

These narcotics, you don't believe me

Bitch i'm high like E.T

Punk **** can't see me

Uh yeah

Don't steal my energy

I know you ain't feelin' me

The karma be killin' me

Verse 2:

That's when my tac hit it

On the quest to be that ****

Yeah I rap ****

Atlanta my home

But I'm on New York in the zone

Writin' these raps on my phone

When I'm alone

But am I not always alone I don't know

Seein' them smile

I'm making them smile

But see these smiles are like ghosts

They come and they go

Get high and I float

I don't got a boat

Don't fall in my moat

Don't make that a quote

I'm tryin' to have fun just making a joke

We could take notes

You doin' the most

I'm changin' the flow

We givin' them dope

I'm givin' them hell

They still doesn't know (no)

I tripled the money, tripled the problems

Still we got triple the profit

Don't move in gossip

**** them bitches done gotcha

Fat lady singin' the opera

It's Fendi and Prada

I told ya she still want designa'

I need to go south out below Carolina

It's Waffle House **** that's my favourite dinna'

Cheese in my grits don't you take my plate lightly

And I need a bitch who find my shit exciting

My pen is enlightened

It's getting me stipends

I've been getting right

Cooking heat every night

You **** been dropping your shit wasn't tight

Or snappin' with rappin' this shit is real light (uh)

Penny for your thoughts

It's a Henny on the rocks

Imma spend plenty on the watch

Just to show it off on the block

Shoulda turned into stock but I didn't

Momma like **** are you kiddin' (ah)

When I moved out good riddance

But Imma show you **** I ain't playin' no more

Can't you see the blood on my sword

**** goin' to die by the code that you just live for

Can't do this shit no more get old