

Prompt / Lyrics
**(Hook)** Lean gave me cotton mouth, tongue feel like sandpaper (brrrah!) Sippin’ that purple, now my words movin’ slower than a broke escalator (skrrt!) Cottonmouth gang, lips crackin’ like old pavement (what!) Pour another four, watch a hitta talk in slow-motion statements (yeah yeah!) **(Verse 1)** Woke up, throat drier than a fiend’s paycheck on the first (damn) Last night I was floatin’, now I’m stuck on planet Earth (ugh) Double cup Jedi, lightsaber straw in the Sprite (whoop!) Promethazine dreams got a hitta speech delayed all night (facts!) Tongue glued to the roof like I ate a whole jar of paste (eww) Tryna spit some bars but it sound like I’m talkin’ through a bass (brrt brrt) Homie pass the Aquafina, I’m ’bout to dehydrate (hurry up!) This that Wock’ induced cottonmouth, call it cottonmouth estate (ayy!) **(Hook)** Lean gave me cotton mouth, tongue feel like sandpaper (brrrah!) Sippin’ that purple, now my words movin’ slower than a broke escalator (skrrt!) Cottonmouth gang, lips crackin’ like old pavement (what!) Pour another four, watch a hitta talk in slow-motion statements (yeah yeah!) **(Verse 2)** Ice in the cup but my mouth feel like the Sahara with no oasis (hot!) Every word I try to say come out soundin’ like I’m talkin’ in spaces (woo) “Bruh… pass… the… muhfuggin… water…” (slow it down!) Voice sound like a chopped & screwed preacher at the altar (preach!) Mama said “Boy you sound like you chewin’ on gravel” (mamaaa) I said “Ma that’s just the Wock’ talkin’, it’s a battle” (it’s a battle!) Now I’m tryna freestyle but the punchlines dry as hell (crickets) Lean turned my flow to molasses, syrup slow-motion spell (drip drip!) **(Bridge / Ad-lib heavy)** Yeah… (cough cough) Need a whole damn gallon, not no lil’ Poland Spring (nah!) Throat on fuego but the cup still purple everything (purple!) Cottonmouth champion, two chains but can’t talk right (ice!) Sippin’ till the speech impediment feel like overnight (skrrrt!) **(Final Hook – stretched & screwed vibe)** Leaaan gave me cotton mouth… (brrat!) Tongue like Sahara, words won’t come out… (what!) Cottonmouth gang, we don’t talk, we drawl… (drawl!) Pour another four, watch a hitta crawl… (crawl crawl!) (Yeah… pour it up… slow it down… cottonmouth season, hitta)
Tags
trap, dirty south, chopped and screwed, lean anthem, modern street rap, melodic trap influence, ad-lib heavy, ebonic emo
2:16
No
2/15/2026