Isaiah Rashad - Gatorade lyrics

Woah, Kenny

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 bitch
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

(And I'm out, and I'm out)
(right dead-right dead at ya
Dome fool, foolish ass
Jealous ass niggas 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 niggas know they ain't)
Ay!

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 bitch
And I like they see that shawty
Know I got it
Can you burn that shit 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

(And I'm out, and I'm out)
(right dead-right dead at ya
Dome fool, foolish ass
Jealous ass niggas 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 niggas know they ain't)

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