sick Lyrics – Onlybino!
Singer: Onlybino!
Title: sick
Ayy, we got BT in this b#tch, piped up
Yeah, sh#t
Ah, ah, ah
b#tch, I’ve been sick than a b#tch
Ah
Sick than a b#tch
You know I’m sick than a b#tch
But, that n#gg# still got him a hitch
Know that n#gg#, he can’t ever miss
Know some n#gg#s that’s flippin’ the bread
Get a bag, you know how it is
Been that n#gg# since I was a jit
I’m not one to get optimist
I dropped the hunnids, I had to go far
Had enough of your bags, dropoff
Gang on top, like an, they gon’ blow
Can’t believe, it was tragic, oh no
Now exotic the fashion, oh yeah
Want a feature, I’m taxin’ for those
If you not in my, then go home
‘Cause, this money, that sack, and I want
Uh
Damn, flooded
All in my bag, hunnids
Flexin’ on n#gg#s that’s stabbin’ my back, I really turned nothin’ to somethin’
Ooh, buggin [Woah
These n#gg#s really be buggin’
Switch on they brothers for nothin’ but cash, it’s no one that know who I’m trustin’
Prada bags on me [Huh
Over here, it’s bad b#tches only [Yeah
Walked in with a couple bands on me, ha
These n#gg#s broke, it’s sad, ha
He stuck in the house, mad
And, I got a band by myself, for real
I know they mad, I ride with that steel
And, I got some money, I’m payin’ the bills
He on the block, he be sellin’ the pills
If he don’t got pills, then he sellin’ the thrills
He want some racks, I bet he’ll kill
She off the drank, crackin’ a seal
Went to L.A., did me some shows
After the shoes, f#cked this lil’ ho
These n#gg#s cap, we know you broke
Run up on gang, you finna float
I’m really sippin’, but I’m not sick
You talkin’ sh#t on the ‘Gram, you a b#tch
These n#gg#s be weird, judgin’ and sh#t
I get him gone, I do it quick
Sick than a b#tch
You know I’m sick than a b#tch
But, that n#gg# still got him a hitch
Know that n#gg#, he can’t ever miss
Know some n#gg#s that’s flippin’ the bread
Get a bag, you know how it is
Been that n#gg# since I was a jit
I’m not one to get optimist
I dropped the hunnids, I had to go far
Had enough of your bags, dropoff
Gang on top, like an, they gon’ blow
Can’t believe, it was tragic, oh no
Now exotic the fashion, oh yeah
Want a feature, I’m taxin’ for those
If you not in my, then go home
‘Cause, this money, that sack, and I want
Sick than a b#tch
You know I’m sick than a b#tch
But, that n#gg# still got him a hitch
Know that n#gg#, he can’t ever miss
Know some n#gg#s that’s flippin’ the bread
Get a bag, you know how it is
Been that n#gg# since I was a jit
I’m not one to get optimist
I dropped the hunnids, I had to go far
Gang on top, like an, they gon’ blow
Now exotic the fashion, oh yeah
If you not in my, then go home
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