[Intro: Cadie Campbell from Skins (2011)]
I think I might be happy
[Chorus]
Purple drank (Skrrt), purple drank (Swah, swah)
What ya thank? (Swah) What ya thank?
Purple drank (Swah), purple drank (Swah, swah)
What ya thank? What ya thank?
[Verse]
b*tch, I'm off that dirty Sprite, don't try and fight (Skrrt)
See I'm really 'bout my sh*t (Grrah), f*ck a clique (Nah)
I ain't really tryna fight (Nah), just roll a spliff
Throwing Xannies at the crowd, let's get lit
Boy, I'm really 'bout my sh*t (Yah), I told you this (Yah)
I'm just tryna make some hits (Skrrt), get f*cking rich (Swah)
And I f*ckin' swoop your b*tch, you seen the pics (Grrah)
Now she all up on my phone, she want my di*k (My di*k)
Hands stay ready, f*ck a shooter
Coolest kid in this b*tch, call me Ferris Bueller
Stoned, need a zombie, sip an iced coffee
Rape the f*ckin' beat, call me Bill Cosby
Xannies, Codeine, and some Adderall (Swah)
Higher than your mom's cholesterol (Swah)
And some Adderall, higher than your mom's cholesterol
Moving dope, tryna get my pockets fat
Not afraid of death, go ahead and pull that gat
I'll help you pull the trigger, I'm my own killer
I'm the grave digger, clumsy off the liquor
Talking to your b*tch, I'm the dog whisper
You look hungry, b*tch, eat my f*ckin' Snicker
Huh, mothaf*ckin' sinner
[Chorus]
Purple drank (Swah), purple drank (Swah)
What ya thank? (Swah) What ya thank? (Swah)
Purple drank (Swah), purple drank (Swah)
What ya thank? (Swah) What ya thank? (Swah)