Hold on, so you want me to rap off Gatorade? Say less. Gatorade. Uh-uh, Gatorade. Gatorade, Gatorade, like, man, I need me a Gatorade, cause I've been smoking around once in my blood like every day, like, damn, I'm about to fuckin' lose my brains, cause we gettin' high, and it been like it's a parade, like, fuck around with me, I'ma, I might just fuck around with you and arrange your kidneys, I fucked up, but I'm back on the floor, man, that's what I got, had a make-up pallet on the floor, fuck her make-up toes, ugh, they curlin', man, I swear they got me, you a squirrel bitch.