sick Songtext
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sick Songtext
(You-You-You-You-)
The nigga evvls can run a fade, too, bruh, I′ma keep it real nigga
Oh yeah (You have no heart)
That nigga can run a fade too (alright, alright nigga)
(Alright nigga, alright)
(Ayo, Ian)
Blockin' these bitches, they makin′ me sick (yeah)
Hit up the Neiman's, spend racks on my fit (racks on my fit)
Talk with your chest nigga, whatchu' need, Vicks?
Too many bitches I′m tired of it
Put on some Vivienne, I mix with the Rick (yeah)
I need a ho who gon′ take me some flicks (yeah-yeah)
She-she-she told her friends I'm not showing no signs (yeah-yeah)
I′ma say fuck it and blow her a kiss (blow her a kiss)
I'm used to the money, you′re foreign to it
I make hits, I made four in a row (oh-whoa)
She said she love me, I say that's a joke
Convo deleted, that′s just how it goes
I'm reppin' 27 bitch, I′m posted with Rio (yeah)
They think we sold our souls
Why lil′ bro hatin' like he wasn′t asking for feats though?
I don't know, huh, I don′t know, yeah
I don't know, I don′t know
Lil shawty, count it up
Lil baby high off the Adderalls
My day hasn't been that bad at all
I don't know, yeah, I don′t know, I don′t know
Lil shawty, count it up
Lil baby high off the Adderalls
My day hasn't been that bad at all
Blockin′ these bitches, they makin' me sick (yeah)
Hit up the Neiman′s, spend racks on my fit (racks on my fit)
Talk with your chest nigga, whatchu' need, Vicks? (Ooh)
Too many bitches I′m tired of it
Put on some Vivienne, I mix with the Rick (yeah)
I need a ho who gon' take me some flicks (yeah-yeah)
She-she told her friends I'm not showing no signs (yeah-yeah)
I′ma say fuck it and blow her a kiss (blow her a kiss)
I′m used to the money, you're foreign to it
I make hits, I made four in a row (oh-whoa)
She said she love me, I say that′s a joke
Convo deleted, that's just how it goes
I′m reppin' 27 bitch, I′m posted with Rio (yeah)
They think we sold our souls (yeah, yeah)
Why lil' bro hatin' like he wasn′t asking for feats though?
I don′t know, huh, I don't know, yeah
I don′t know, I don't know
Lil shawty, count it up
Lil baby high off the Adderalls
My day hasn′t been that bad at all
I don't know, yeah, I don′t know, I don't know
Lil shawty, count it up
Lil baby high off the Adderalls
My day hasn't been that bad at all
The nigga evvls can run a fade, too, bruh, I′ma keep it real nigga
Oh yeah (You have no heart)
That nigga can run a fade too (alright, alright nigga)
(Alright nigga, alright)
(Ayo, Ian)
Blockin' these bitches, they makin′ me sick (yeah)
Hit up the Neiman's, spend racks on my fit (racks on my fit)
Talk with your chest nigga, whatchu' need, Vicks?
Too many bitches I′m tired of it
Put on some Vivienne, I mix with the Rick (yeah)
I need a ho who gon′ take me some flicks (yeah-yeah)
She-she-she told her friends I'm not showing no signs (yeah-yeah)
I′ma say fuck it and blow her a kiss (blow her a kiss)
I'm used to the money, you′re foreign to it
I make hits, I made four in a row (oh-whoa)
She said she love me, I say that's a joke
Convo deleted, that′s just how it goes
I'm reppin' 27 bitch, I′m posted with Rio (yeah)
They think we sold our souls
Why lil′ bro hatin' like he wasn′t asking for feats though?
I don't know, huh, I don′t know, yeah
I don't know, I don′t know
Lil shawty, count it up
Lil baby high off the Adderalls
My day hasn't been that bad at all
I don't know, yeah, I don′t know, I don′t know
Lil shawty, count it up
Lil baby high off the Adderalls
My day hasn't been that bad at all
Blockin′ these bitches, they makin' me sick (yeah)
Hit up the Neiman′s, spend racks on my fit (racks on my fit)
Talk with your chest nigga, whatchu' need, Vicks? (Ooh)
Too many bitches I′m tired of it
Put on some Vivienne, I mix with the Rick (yeah)
I need a ho who gon' take me some flicks (yeah-yeah)
She-she told her friends I'm not showing no signs (yeah-yeah)
I′ma say fuck it and blow her a kiss (blow her a kiss)
I′m used to the money, you're foreign to it
I make hits, I made four in a row (oh-whoa)
She said she love me, I say that′s a joke
Convo deleted, that's just how it goes
I′m reppin' 27 bitch, I′m posted with Rio (yeah)
They think we sold our souls (yeah, yeah)
Why lil' bro hatin' like he wasn′t asking for feats though?
I don′t know, huh, I don't know, yeah
I don′t know, I don't know
Lil shawty, count it up
Lil baby high off the Adderalls
My day hasn′t been that bad at all
I don't know, yeah, I don′t know, I don't know
Lil shawty, count it up
Lil baby high off the Adderalls
My day hasn't been that bad at all
Writer(s): Jayden Yen Dumont, Ian Cohen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
