Make You Sick
Going to hard in the paint
Fuck up my tolerance (Aye)
Bitch I got money in the bank
Spend it cuz I work too hard for this
Aye, can't a nigga tell me shit (What?)
Better keep a leash on yo bitch (Uh)
Fuck around make you sick
I really ain't got no need for this
Going to hard in the paint
Fuck up my tolerance (Aye)
Bitch I got money in the bank
Spend it cuz I work too hard for this
Aye, can't a nigga tell me shit (What?)
Better keep a leash on yo bitch (Uh)
Fuck around make you sick
I really ain't got no need for this (Yeah)
The truth gone leave you sick
I blew her back out in front of her friends (Uh)
Shawty said let's pretend he ain't my man
And you ain't my friend (Forreal)
Then we let the games begin
She threw that shit back I let her break it down
Thotty told all her friends pipe down
Had you on the line, said the TV was the clapping sound
(Cheeks clapping)
That was back in the day
When a nigga had nothing but a nut and a dream (Whoa)
Fell face first and got lost in the C.R.E.A.M (Yeah)
Life can be a bitch, got that bitch on my team (Uh)
AP bling make the demons take the lead (Yeah)
Drip so clean they ain't talking about what I got
Cuz motherfucker they talking about me
Give a fuck of how you feel
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If I'm trynna blow her back out that's real
So lets make a deal cuz chances that I'm on one
Baby be my meal and you can tell no one
Bitch I got money in the bank, Spend it cuz I work to hard for this
(What?)
Bitch I got money in the bank, Spend it cuz I work to hard for this
(Aye)
Bitch I got money in the bank, Spend it cuz I work to hard for this
(What?)
Bitch I got money in the bank Spend it cuz I work to hard for this
(Yeah)
Going to hard in the paint
Fuck up my tolerance (Aye)
Bitch I got money in the bank
Spend it cuz I work too hard for this
Aye, can't a nigga tell me shit (What?)
Better keep a leash on yo bitch (Uh)
Fuck around make you sick
I really ain't got no need for this
Going to hard in the paint
Fuck up my tolerance (Aye)
Bitch I got money in the bank
Spend it cuz I work too hard for this
Aye, can't a nigga tell me shit (What?)
Better keep a leash on yo bitch (Uh)
Fuck around make you sick
I really ain't got no need for this
Yeah
Fuck up my tolerance (Aye)
Bitch I got money in the bank
Spend it cuz I work too hard for this
Aye, can't a nigga tell me shit (What?)
Better keep a leash on yo bitch (Uh)
Fuck around make you sick
I really ain't got no need for this
Going to hard in the paint
Fuck up my tolerance (Aye)
Bitch I got money in the bank
Spend it cuz I work too hard for this
Aye, can't a nigga tell me shit (What?)
Better keep a leash on yo bitch (Uh)
Fuck around make you sick
I really ain't got no need for this (Yeah)
The truth gone leave you sick
I blew her back out in front of her friends (Uh)
Shawty said let's pretend he ain't my man
And you ain't my friend (Forreal)
Then we let the games begin
She threw that shit back I let her break it down
Thotty told all her friends pipe down
Had you on the line, said the TV was the clapping sound
(Cheeks clapping)
That was back in the day
When a nigga had nothing but a nut and a dream (Whoa)
Fell face first and got lost in the C.R.E.A.M (Yeah)
Life can be a bitch, got that bitch on my team (Uh)
AP bling make the demons take the lead (Yeah)
Drip so clean they ain't talking about what I got
Cuz motherfucker they talking about me
Give a fuck of how you feel
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If I'm trynna blow her back out that's real
So lets make a deal cuz chances that I'm on one
Baby be my meal and you can tell no one
Bitch I got money in the bank, Spend it cuz I work to hard for this
(What?)
Bitch I got money in the bank, Spend it cuz I work to hard for this
(Aye)
Bitch I got money in the bank, Spend it cuz I work to hard for this
(What?)
Bitch I got money in the bank Spend it cuz I work to hard for this
(Yeah)
Going to hard in the paint
Fuck up my tolerance (Aye)
Bitch I got money in the bank
Spend it cuz I work too hard for this
Aye, can't a nigga tell me shit (What?)
Better keep a leash on yo bitch (Uh)
Fuck around make you sick
I really ain't got no need for this
Going to hard in the paint
Fuck up my tolerance (Aye)
Bitch I got money in the bank
Spend it cuz I work too hard for this
Aye, can't a nigga tell me shit (What?)
Better keep a leash on yo bitch (Uh)
Fuck around make you sick
I really ain't got no need for this
Yeah
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