Swimming Pools (Drank)

Album: Good Kid, M.A.A.D City (2012)
Charted: 57 17
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  • Pour up, drank, head shot, drank
    Sit down, drank, stand up, drank
    Pass out, drank, wake up, drank
    Faded, drank, faded, drank

    Now I done grew up
    'Round some people living their life in bottles
    Granddaddy had the golden flask
    Backstroke every day in Chicago

    Some people like the way it feels
    Some people wanna kill their sorrows
    Some people wanna fit in with the popular
    That was my problem
    I was in the dark room
    Loud tunes, looking to make a vow soon
    That I'ma get fucked up, fillin' up my cup
    I see the crowd mood
    Changing by the minute and the record on repeat
    Took a sip, then another sip, then somebody said to me

    Nigga why you babysittin' only two or three shots?
    I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch
    First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
    Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
    I wave a few bottles, then I watch 'em all flock
    All the girls wanna play Baywatch
    I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it
    Pool full of liquor I'ma dive in it

    Pour up, drank, head shot, drank
    Sit down, drank, stand up, drank
    Pass out, drank, wake up, drank
    Faded, drank, faded, drank

    Okay, now open your mind up and listen me, Kendrick
    I am your conscience, if you do not hear me
    Then you will be history, Kendrick
    I know that you're nauseous right now
    And I'm hopin' to lead you to victory, Kendrick
    If I take another one down
    I'ma drown in some poison abusin' my limit
    I think that I'm feelin' the vibe
    I see the love in her eyes, I see the feelin'
    The freedom is granted as soon as the damage of vodka arrived
    This how you capitalize
    This is parental advice
    Then apparently, I'm over influenced by what you are doin'
    I thought I was doin' the most then someone said to me

    Nigga why you babysittin only two or three shots?
    I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch
    First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
    Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
    I wave a few bottles, then I watch em all flock
    All the girls wanna play Baywatch
    I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it
    Pool full of liquor I'ma dive in it

    Pour up, drank, head shot, drank
    Sit down, drank, stand up, drank
    Pass out, drank, wake up, drank
    Faded, drank, faded, drank

    I ride, you ride, bang
    One chopper, one hundred shots, bang
    Hop out, do you bang?
    Two chopper, two hundred shots, bang
    I ride, you ride, bang
    One chopper, one hundred shots, bang
    Hop out, do you, bang
    Two chopper, two hundred shots, bang

    Nigga why you babysittin only two or three shots?
    I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch
    First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
    Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
    I wave a few bottles, then I watch em all flock
    All the girls wanna play Baywatch
    I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it
    Pool full of liquor I'ma dive in it

    Pour up, drank, head shot, drank
    Sit down, drank, stand up, drank
    Pass out, drank, wake up, drank
    Faded, drank, faded, drank

    Aw man, what is she taking?
    Where is she taking

    All I, all I, all I
    All I have in life is my new appetite for failure
    And I got Hunger pain that grow insane
    Tell me do that sound familiar?
    If it do then you're like me
    Making excuse that your relief
    Is in the bottom of a bottle
    And the greenest Indo leaf
    As the window open
    I release everything that corrode inside of me
    I see you joking, why you laugh?
    Don't you feel bad?
    I probably sleep and never ever wake up
    Never ever wake up, never ever wake up
    In God I trust
    But just when I thought I had enough

    They stomped the homie out over a bitch?
    K-dot, you good, blood?
    Now we can drop, ye we can drop you back off
    That nigga's straight, man, that nigga ain't trippin'
    We gon' do the same ol' shit
    I'ma pop a few shots, they gon' run, they gon' run opposite ways
    Fall right in lap
    And he gon' tear they ass up, simple as that
    And I hope that bitch that set him up out there
    We gon' pop that bitch too
    Wait hold up, ayy, I see somebody

    Aha! Got them niggas, K-Dot, you good?
    You good? Yeah, blood, I'm good, you good?
    Say somethin'
    These bitch-ass niggas killed my brother! Writer/s: Kendrick Lamar, Nikhil Shanker Seetharam, Tyler Williams
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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