Gatorade lyrics

[Intro]
Woah, Kenny

[Verse 1]
I came to put numbers on they back and throw my Gatorade
Can't complain, I'm on the run
You felt betrayed, I wonder why?
Lets stuff a truck and make a play
A day parade, a cake parade
It may look like a suicide b*tch
But known I'm back to the murder
I gotta bleed it and get my cut like the surgeon
I never need ya but when I ball up I miss you
Forever sleezy, they know I'm rollin round right with ya

[Hook]
(And I'm out, and I'm out)
(right dead-right dead at ya dome fool, foolish ass, jealous ass n*ggas know they ain't), ay!
(And I'm out, and I'm out)
(right dead-right dead at ya dome-dome fool, foolish ass, jealous ass n*ggas know they ain't), ay!

[Verse 2]
Can you slide for the rе-up?
I just put the, pies in the Prius
At thе light might see me gone
At the time might see me poppin'
On the back road with my b*tch
And I like they see that shawty, know I got it
Can you burn that sh*t to Devil
Diamonds feelin' louder
Yeah you got me gleamin', yeah you got me baby
Can you swang it over here, bring it to the south
But I can come and get you yeah, I can come and get you yeah
[Hook]
(And I'm out, and I'm out)
(right dead-right dead at ya dome fool, foolish ass, jealous ass n*ggas know they ain't), ay!
(And I'm out, and I'm out)
(right dead-right dead at ya dome-dome fool, foolish ass, jealous ass n*ggas know they ain't)

[Outro]
I came to put numbers on they back and throw my Gatorade
N-n-numbers on they back and throw my-
Put numbers on they back and, back and, back and
I came to put numbers on they back and, back and, back and