Sick As F**k

Sparking, lemme shine, or dark your offense
Often niggas blind, and so they start shit
Nauseous, bitch I'm too ill, won't ever soften
Naw friend
Hot bullets is what I'm offering
Yeah nigga, you thought you had all the facts witcha
Pussy get some cat litter, don't shit on my back, nigga
You rappity rap niggas get clappity clapped, nigga
Who blast with the fat trigger? I'm actually that nigga
Hey kid, I can never be manipulated
Face it, my homies they put bodies in cases
Wasted, what you'll be when you step to the greatness
Good gracious, just cut it with all that fake shit
If you ain't talking bout the money, we don't talk alike
If you ain't bag a bunch of hunnies, we don't walk alike
I lacked o's, now got plenty cream
And I got a hefty team
That'll leave ya spleen in ya mezzanine

Niggas broke I wish em luck
If you ain't know, I'm almost rich as fuck
Tryna get the bucks (yeah, yeah)
Bitch I'm sick as fuck, bitch I'm sick as fuck (yeah, yeah)
Finna hit ya up, finna hit ya up (yeah, yeah)
Niggas broke I wish em luck
If you ain't know, I'm almost rich as fuck
Tryna get the bucks (yeah, yeah)
Bitch I'm sick as fuck, bitch I'm sick as fuck (yeah, yeah)
Finna hit ya up, finna hit ya up (yeah, yeah)



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Writer(s): Abu-bakae Bah
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