S I C K

Flows is sick
MOs a dick
Catch me in a sec
I go 0 to 60
And it's piping
Go on a slight binge
You hoes tight but I might just get it right in
Block your phone I'm off types of shit
You bitches weaker than the paper I wipe my ass with
Throw some cash and you can get ya ass licked
Run fast and you can get some cash quick
I got niggas hitting me on the yak like it's pack
Ass like a drug I can make a whole rack
You need to level up come stand on my stack
Now I lead the pack put my face on my back
You bitches ain't ready put this city on the map
Ain't never making faces at these benji's in my lap
Cooking in the booth I'm making hits like it was crack
Now I'm the illest nigga every time I spit a track
Extinguish me but I'm still smoking
Fuck with me and your girl I'm choking
These flows is dope like I'm overdosing
Track one and I'm over flowing
Bitch wet like she butter-fly stroking
Backwoods in a blunt I'm smoking
Fucked up and a bag we blowing
Money good and them flows keep rolling



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Writer(s): Awan Johnson
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