SICK Lyrics – JAMESY!
Singer: JAMESY!
Title: SICK
Ima kill you!
Ima kill you!
I will f#cking kill your ass!
I’m just a little bit sick in the head
And when i get bored I just count up the deads
I’m makin’ sure that my family’s fed
I catch that boy lackin’, I fill him with lead
I’m just a little bit sick in the head
Bad little b#tch wanna play with my dreads
f#ck n#gg# best watch his mouth, what he said
You heard that I’m p#ss#, well you got mislead
Talk your sh#t
b#tch, we give them hell like some hockey sticks
f#ck your b#tch
I ain’t takin’ L’s, call me Deji, b#tch
Icy wrist, icy, you can call me Articuno, b#tch
Hit or miss, hit the deck but we ain’t playin’ Uno, b#tch
Cop a new whip, then I swerve, uh
That b#tch, she got on my nerves, uh
Want a new b#tch with some curves, uh
I don’t make orders, I serve
Bad to the bone, bad b#tch hit my phone
But you got tickets to come see my show
I’m just a little bit sick in the head
And when i get bored I just count up the deads
I’m makin’ sure that my family’s fed
I catch that boy lackin’, I fill him with lead
I’m just a little bit sick in the head
Bad little b#tch wanna play with my dreads
f#ck n#gg# best watch his mouth, what he said
You heard that I’m p#ss#, well you got mislead
I’m just a little f#cked up in the brain
p#ss# boy lackin’ I’ll work on my aim
Put his #ss in the ground, man, it’s such a shame
These lame n#gg#s drowned tryna ride on my wave
I ain’t singin’ sh#t ’till a n#gg# get paid
Bad b#tch wit’ some time, I call her Minute Maid
I must be a barber, ’cause they want the fade
They call me a chip, ’cause your b#tch gettin’ Laid
I wanna f#ck on this b#tch and her name’s KeKe Palmer
I eat up the p#ss# and I’m not Jeffrey Dahmer
I slice up your b#tch like it’s f#cking For Honor
Don’t be talkin’ down, or else you’re a goner
I own two knives, but i am not the monster
If a n#gg# want smoke, best call up the doctor
If i’m acting a fool, best get me an Oscar
They call McDonalds, ’cause b#tches get slaughtered
I’m just a little bit sick in the head
And when i get bored I just count up the deads
I’m makin’ sure that my family’s fed
I catch that boy lackin’, I fill him with lead
I’m just a little bit sick in the head
Bad little b#tch wanna play with my dreads
f#ck n#gg# best watch his mouth, what he said
You heard that I’m p#ss#, well you got mislead
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