Gatorade - Intellectual

[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 bitch say she wanna fuck

Please dont get knocked up

Cuz thats just my luck

Fuck around and key my shit like Exes do

Her nigga 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 niggas 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 fuck niggas 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 fuck

[Verse 3: Wil$on]

Bout nothin' nobody gotta say

If imma make it in this rap shit its gone be my way

Yall washed up with them struggle bars nigga 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 nigga I dont fuck 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 shit sound like the perfect blend

Nigga, I was, Born in 93'

Made in 93'

Without my pops became a man amazingly

Seen niggas get big, like whats stopping me

I created my own path

Only nigga 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