"Sugar Water" lyrics - JID

Inception
What happens to a dream, infer, make the connection
They say that hip-hop needed to be resurrected
Well here's my best effort, bitch here comes the resurrection
Resurrected like that, I'mma make this shit [?]
Get high jump over the moon and [?] gimme some room
I think I'm finna get in the zone listening to tunes
While my nigga stay up floating, fly like a balloon
And the weird pants sagging, appearance of a goon
Then again, they fit, can't just bag 'em when your shit cost a grip
And I can't lose grip just like a fumble or a slip
Tryna be stuck in the game, locksmith, and your girl's a [?]
So wonder where have [?] make-believe rules, number 5 on this dick
On some funny shit, I'm tryna make it like really make it
Take a bath in my cash like is he really naked?
But I'm just sayin'