Drink More Water

[Hook: Mick Jenkins & Ebony] 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 [Verse 1: Mick Jenkins] 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 black-head, 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 [Hook] [Bridge: Mick Jenkins & Ebony] 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 [Verse 2: Mick Jenkins] 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 hard [Hook] + [Bridge]