Sicko
Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard?
Nine9 made it
They-They like, "Damn, you did that yourself"
I'm like, "Yeah, I didn't need no help"
I'm like, "Yeah, I did it myself"
I said to myself, "I need no one else"
I'ma come through flexin' on purpose
And I hope I don't leave you nervous
In the Beamer truck, man, I be swervin'
And I get to the money but I'm not servin'
What the fuck is love? What you think love be? (Uh, uh)
What the fuck is love? Bitch, I love my money (My money)
You know I don't fuck with the fake
Throw it on, had to throw on the Bape
H-Hold on, had to drop my tape
Might sing on a song but I'm not Drake
Quit the lean, I was pourin' up 8's
Pourin' 8's, sippin' drank to the face
Told that bitch, "Just stop, just break"
Flexed on 'em, it was no mistake
Yeah, I'm high, you know I'm baked
Backwoods, bitch, I don't vape
Water wet, yeah, Cascade
I get cleaner than a maid, uh
Smokin' cookies, yeah, Nabisco
Diamonds-Diamonds dancin' like a disco
My eyes, they doing the limbo
Blowin' smoke out the window
Flame the dope up with the Zippo
I think my pockets fatter than a hippo
Young nigga, man, I'm countin' these zeros
Lovin' Ben Franklins like a sicko, uh
Just like a sicko, you can call me a sicko, uh
Just like a sicko, fell in love with Ben Franks like a sicko, uh
Just like a sicko, you can call me a sicko, uh
Just like a sicko, fell in love with Ben Franks like a sicko
Nine9 made it
They-They like, "Damn, you did that yourself"
I'm like, "Yeah, I didn't need no help"
I'm like, "Yeah, I did it myself"
I said to myself, "I need no one else"
I'ma come through flexin' on purpose
And I hope I don't leave you nervous
In the Beamer truck, man, I be swervin'
And I get to the money but I'm not servin'
What the fuck is love? What you think love be? (Uh, uh)
What the fuck is love? Bitch, I love my money (My money)
You know I don't fuck with the fake
Throw it on, had to throw on the Bape
H-Hold on, had to drop my tape
Might sing on a song but I'm not Drake
Quit the lean, I was pourin' up 8's
Pourin' 8's, sippin' drank to the face
Told that bitch, "Just stop, just break"
Flexed on 'em, it was no mistake
Yeah, I'm high, you know I'm baked
Backwoods, bitch, I don't vape
Water wet, yeah, Cascade
I get cleaner than a maid, uh
Smokin' cookies, yeah, Nabisco
Diamonds-Diamonds dancin' like a disco
My eyes, they doing the limbo
Blowin' smoke out the window
Flame the dope up with the Zippo
I think my pockets fatter than a hippo
Young nigga, man, I'm countin' these zeros
Lovin' Ben Franklins like a sicko, uh
Just like a sicko, you can call me a sicko, uh
Just like a sicko, fell in love with Ben Franks like a sicko, uh
Just like a sicko, you can call me a sicko, uh
Just like a sicko, fell in love with Ben Franks like a sicko
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