Drink More - Mick Jenkins

Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga

Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga

Drink more water, water, take a little sip

Just a sip will make a nigga feel like gold

Will these niggas let me sip my ginger ale?

You can tell that I’m parched

On point like a dart or a pen with the ball, don’t start, I can tell that you

aren’t

What you want, the gold and the hoes and the lights?

The cars and the clothes what a life

Do your stars get chose and your bars get low when you’re dull as a fucking

butter knife

Can’t cut shit, can’t touch this, it’s a masterpiece

When the pen attack the leaf

But it’s all in a stroke on some paintbrush shit, they’ve been shooting in the

streets and I ain’t ducked yet

We still here, 79th and Phillips, hope you brought a Philips cause niggas like

to drill here

Won’t cut it with a flathead, put it in your back if you lack with yo' sack or

yo' flat red

Irritate the white skin, like a blackhead, I just pray to God you don’t flatline

I just play the background, Spacetime on the board, you can check a nigga stat

line

Smoke tree now, spit it with a black lip, had to take a little break like

halftime

Felines want the green like catnip, I just want my shit bumping in your alpine

Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga

Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga

Drink more water, water, take a little sip

Just a sip will make a nigga feel like gold

Drink more water, take a little sip, nigga

Drink more water, take a little sip, nigga

Drink more water

Just a sip will make a nigga feel like gold

I couldn’t afford to get my girl into this open mic that I performed for

But somewhere in the world, there’s a RiFF RaFF concert that people gon' swarm

for—I never understand that shit

Put all the whack rappers in the band and disband that shit

Have everyone panicking

Like when Danica Patrick got good with the handling

Dismantling the plans of the industry management (ooh)

Think I might’ve said too much

Ain’t we s’posed to still be slaves?

Nigga might’ve read too much

Saw the rape taking place in my face in the hood

On some Drake shit, a nigga might’ve cared too much, so I guess I’m in my

feelings

Been so fucking focused on the flow that I didn’t even notice that I ain’t got

no ceiling

Peeling back the truth of the matter like damn, why these niggas lie so much?

Healing rap, the truth to the matter is, I’m so ahead that I ain’t never had to

try to front

Don’t try your luck, don’t taint the green, nice with the paper never had to

buy a blunt

Exceed expectations like a pop fly when you tried to bunt

Field goal when you tried to punt

We kick it that hard, nigga

No limits to my masterpiece, I’m Master P with a motherfucking black card, nigga

And I ain’t never had to act hard, nigga

And I ain’t never had to act like

Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga

Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga

Drink more water, water, take a little sip

Just a sip will make a nigga feel like gold

Drink more water, take a little sip, nigga

Drink more water, take a little sip, nigga

Drink more water

Just a sip will make a nigga feel like gold