Sick
Cash out on Balmain
I would ask for change
But I'm getting money though
She wanna be my main
But nah I refrained
Yea I had to dub the hoe
I delete and erase
Before it's too late
Can't let them get comfortable
Get it fast like a race
How much do I make
Not even my mother knows
Now I'm in a Benz
Remember back when
I could never afford a Mercedes
After all you did
It is what it is
But you can't be my shorty or lady
Maybe we could be friends
And we could pretend
That everything was always wavey
Now I'm cold like a fridge
You can't have my kid
After you aborted my baby
But that was back then
Now this is the end
But we could be friends though
I ain't no beginner
I'm moving my fingers all in her
Like I'm playing the piano
I shoulda just hit
You bitches aint shit
And you is the perfect example
But imma be straight
Cause my money is straight
Never put my faith in a damn hoe
Damn these hoes is making me sick to my stomach cause none of them loyal
They peeping the way that I'm running through hunnits
They wanna be spoiled
I always knew that all these bitches was funny but
Now they annoying
Made a living off counting up dirty money
I gave some to my lawyer
Few hunnit k
Yeah I got away
Yeah I got away with it
Yeah yeah
Got nothing to say
Won't go out like Dre
Yeah I was just raised different
Yeah yeah
She call me bae
But she got a bae
So that's why I play bitches
Yeah yeah
Got racks in the safe
Pull up in a wraith
And I got ya bae in it
Watch now I'm gon make it
The crown imma take it
I planned this shit
Yeah yeah
Bad vibes with me naked
I'm painting they faces
Now they lookin glamorous
Yeah yeah
I buy all my loubs on madison
Most a my shoes from Paris
Yeah yeah yeah
Ya girl send me nudes embarrassing
I'm In a coupe with a spanish bitch
Yeah yeah
Used to be broke as shit
Pills just to cope with it
Now I'm on different time
Used to get slow bucks
I used to rock slow bucks
And buy shoes from finish line
Switching my flows up
Yeah I'm boutta go up
Til I hit the finish line
I scooped ya hoe up
Then called her a tow truck
Cause she wasn't down to ride
Yeah yeah
I ran through ya baby momma
Damn she so nasty
Yeah yeah
I don't rock the same designer that I wore last week
Yeah yeah
I really fuck up some commas
Go ask the cashier
Yeah yeah
Don't wanna hear bout no drama if it's from last year
Yeah yeah
Damn these hoes is making me sick to my stomach
Cause none of them loyal
They peeping the way that I'm running through hunnits
They wanna be spoiled
I always knew that all these bitches was funny but
Now they annoying
Made a living off counting up dirty money
I gave some to my lawyer
Few hunnit k
Yeah I got away
Yeah I got away with it
Yeah yeah
Got nothing to say
Won't go out like Dre
Yeah I was just raised different
Yeah yeah
She call me bae
But she got a bae
So that's why I play bitches
Yeah yeah
Got racks in the safe
Pull up in a wraith
And I got ya bae in it
I would ask for change
But I'm getting money though
She wanna be my main
But nah I refrained
Yea I had to dub the hoe
I delete and erase
Before it's too late
Can't let them get comfortable
Get it fast like a race
How much do I make
Not even my mother knows
Now I'm in a Benz
Remember back when
I could never afford a Mercedes
After all you did
It is what it is
But you can't be my shorty or lady
Maybe we could be friends
And we could pretend
That everything was always wavey
Now I'm cold like a fridge
You can't have my kid
After you aborted my baby
But that was back then
Now this is the end
But we could be friends though
I ain't no beginner
I'm moving my fingers all in her
Like I'm playing the piano
I shoulda just hit
You bitches aint shit
And you is the perfect example
But imma be straight
Cause my money is straight
Never put my faith in a damn hoe
Damn these hoes is making me sick to my stomach cause none of them loyal
They peeping the way that I'm running through hunnits
They wanna be spoiled
I always knew that all these bitches was funny but
Now they annoying
Made a living off counting up dirty money
I gave some to my lawyer
Few hunnit k
Yeah I got away
Yeah I got away with it
Yeah yeah
Got nothing to say
Won't go out like Dre
Yeah I was just raised different
Yeah yeah
She call me bae
But she got a bae
So that's why I play bitches
Yeah yeah
Got racks in the safe
Pull up in a wraith
And I got ya bae in it
Watch now I'm gon make it
The crown imma take it
I planned this shit
Yeah yeah
Bad vibes with me naked
I'm painting they faces
Now they lookin glamorous
Yeah yeah
I buy all my loubs on madison
Most a my shoes from Paris
Yeah yeah yeah
Ya girl send me nudes embarrassing
I'm In a coupe with a spanish bitch
Yeah yeah
Used to be broke as shit
Pills just to cope with it
Now I'm on different time
Used to get slow bucks
I used to rock slow bucks
And buy shoes from finish line
Switching my flows up
Yeah I'm boutta go up
Til I hit the finish line
I scooped ya hoe up
Then called her a tow truck
Cause she wasn't down to ride
Yeah yeah
I ran through ya baby momma
Damn she so nasty
Yeah yeah
I don't rock the same designer that I wore last week
Yeah yeah
I really fuck up some commas
Go ask the cashier
Yeah yeah
Don't wanna hear bout no drama if it's from last year
Yeah yeah
Damn these hoes is making me sick to my stomach
Cause none of them loyal
They peeping the way that I'm running through hunnits
They wanna be spoiled
I always knew that all these bitches was funny but
Now they annoying
Made a living off counting up dirty money
I gave some to my lawyer
Few hunnit k
Yeah I got away
Yeah I got away with it
Yeah yeah
Got nothing to say
Won't go out like Dre
Yeah I was just raised different
Yeah yeah
She call me bae
But she got a bae
So that's why I play bitches
Yeah yeah
Got racks in the safe
Pull up in a wraith
And I got ya bae in it
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Yang
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