Sick Shit
Yeah, aye, yeah
Bitch, bitch
Yeah
Ooh, ooh, bitch, yeah
Aye, and my neck be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my neck be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my wrist be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my wrist be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
Yeah, bitch, your bitch be on that hoe shit
Yeah, bitch, your bitch be on that hoe shit
She a fucking hoe bitch, and she suck the whole clique
Yeah
Told these niggas "get off my dick"
Before I grab the chopsticks and let this fuckin' choppa hit (boom)
Who them niggas that you run with?
Them niggas ain't on shit
I'm with BAW$KEE gang, bitch (gang, bitch)
In the back with a bad hoe
And she shakin' ass, I might hit it from the back though (back)
Yeah, red sizzurp in the tea cup
Need to squash a tree up
Get high, feel like Jesus
Me and my niggas doin' teamwork
Gang up in this bitch, we stomp a nigga 'til our feet hurt (ew)
Yuh, I got 40 on my left wrist
Neck cost a Lexus
Yes I'm finna flex this
Aye, and my neck be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my neck be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my wrist be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my wrist be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
Yeah, bitch, your bitch be on that hoe shit
She a fucking hoe bitch, and she suck the whole clique (yeah)
Bitch, bitch
Yeah
Ooh, ooh, bitch, yeah
Aye, and my neck be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my neck be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my wrist be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my wrist be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
Yeah, bitch, your bitch be on that hoe shit
Yeah, bitch, your bitch be on that hoe shit
She a fucking hoe bitch, and she suck the whole clique
Yeah
Told these niggas "get off my dick"
Before I grab the chopsticks and let this fuckin' choppa hit (boom)
Who them niggas that you run with?
Them niggas ain't on shit
I'm with BAW$KEE gang, bitch (gang, bitch)
In the back with a bad hoe
And she shakin' ass, I might hit it from the back though (back)
Yeah, red sizzurp in the tea cup
Need to squash a tree up
Get high, feel like Jesus
Me and my niggas doin' teamwork
Gang up in this bitch, we stomp a nigga 'til our feet hurt (ew)
Yuh, I got 40 on my left wrist
Neck cost a Lexus
Yes I'm finna flex this
Aye, and my neck be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my neck be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my wrist be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
And my wrist be on that sick shit (on that sick shit)
Yeah, bitch, your bitch be on that hoe shit
She a fucking hoe bitch, and she suck the whole clique (yeah)
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Writer(s): Frank Childress, Deshawn Terry Jackson
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