So Sick

So sick on you niggas so sick
So sick on you niggas so sick
StillTech in this thing like whoa
(Yeah)

Would you look at that (wooo)
I just got a check, got the big racks (racks)
Now I gotta flex, doing all that (cash)
Fuckin' with the best, nigga no cap (no cap)
Duckin all my exes, where the hoes at? (ok)
I don't give a fuck you can say what you want (woo)
Catch me in the cut with my shades and a blunt (yeah)
Even from the bust they was hatin' on us (oh yeah)
Now the engine in the back, and the trunk in the front (mhmm)

So sick on you niggas so sick
So sick on you niggas so sick
Whiplash on you niggas so quick
So sick on you niggas so sick
Big ass on my bitches mo tits
So sick on you niggas so sick
Big bags and the riches so lit
I'm so sick nigga, nigga so sick

I'm too sick
Bout to call my ass a Lyft (ugh)
Wit a bad bitch ughhh
Back to the crib (skrrrr)
Imma show her how to live (aw yeah)
She gonna show me how she bend (aw yeah)
Call her best friend ughhh
And we gonna get it in like waouh (ughhhh)
And it's on, Imma beat it up till the dawn (til the dawn)
We gonna get drunk like we suppose too
Baby imma dawg, like blues clue (WHO)
Use to shake it up, way back in the day
Now I'm cakin' up, all ass in my face
Nigga in the chair, like jimmy no drake
Yeah I'm so sick, like awwww

So sick on you niggas so sick
So sick on you niggas so sick
Whiplash on you niggas so quick
So sick on you niggas so sick
Big ass on my bitches mo tits
So sick on you niggas so sick
Big bags and the riches so lit
I'm so sick nigga, nigga so sick

Big whips big chips
Big whips big chips



Credits
Writer(s): Tor Erik Hermansen, Shaffer Smith, Mikkel Eriksen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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