Lyrics Swimming Pools (Drank) - Extended Version - Kendrick Lamar
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
livin'
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
a
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
Changin'
by
the
minute
and
the
record
on
repeat
Took
a
sip
then
another
sip,
then
somebody
said
to
me
Nigga,
why
you
babysitting
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
'til
someone
said
to
me
Nigga,
why
you
babysitting
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
babysitting
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)
(Sherane)
Aw
man...
where
is
she
taking
me...
Where
is
she
taking
me...
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
the
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
tripping
We
gon'
do
the
same
ol'
shit
I'ma
pop
a
few
shots,
they
gon'
run
They
gon'
run
opposite
ways
Fall
right
in
----'s
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,
aye
I
see
somebody
(Car
door
opens
and
gunshots
are
fired)
Aha!
Got
them
niggas,
K-dot,
you
good?
L----,
you
good?
Yeah
blood,
I'm
good,
Dave,
you
good?
Dave?
Dave,
say
something
- Dave?
These
bitch
ass
niggas
killed
my
brother!
1 Sherane a.k.a. Master Splinter’s Daughter
2 good kid
3 Swimming Pools (Drank) (extended version)
4 Sing About Me, I’m Dying of Thirst
5 Backseat Freestyle
6 The Art of Peer Pressure
7 Compton
8 Sherane a.k.a. Master Splinter’s Daughter
9 Swimming Pools (Drank) - Extended Version
10 Sing About Me, I’m Dying of Thirst
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