I'm Sick

Bitch, try this, AOB, buy this

Racks on racks in my closet

Throw a party in your mouth

Come home with no deposit

School of Hard Knox hoe, I'm a top scholar

It's black money cause Obama on the next dollar

Needles on the iPhone if you try to call her

Your mama's shirts got my ID on the collar

Stationed on the west side, you don't know me

And I don't play with my station, no Sony

I be balling like Kobe

And I wiggle in your sister like a lizard, that's a Sobee

OD, mac day, tell 'em scream that

Rimming, bet the hoe I need that

Give her money, hoes waiting to get her dream at

Swerve, all my niggas been on her

I'm sick

Bad hoes wanna blow my, sick

Everybody know me, I'm sick

Say you on racks, better show me

If you say you know me, then you owe me

When they ask me what it feel like

When they ask me what it feel like, I tell 'em that it feel nice

When they ask me what it feel like

When they ask me what it feel like, I tell 'em I go cause I'm sick

I got girls kissing girls, onto kissing cousins

Smash her in Crenshaw, call the thug loving

My girl super bad, McLovin

It ain't Thanksgiving but I give her stuffing

I stay in the zone, I ain't talking true

If my niggas got them pounds, you can keep them noodles too

Pull up in the whip, make your bitch say ooh wee

All my niggas shooting better than Ginobli

We all new, got your girl getting through

Tattoo, you know I had to, half of my niggas smash too

On the last 2, yeah we past through, you ain't that dude

I'm the shit nigga, where the fuck the bathroom?

We going dumb like a nigga dropped outta school

Your girl Snapchatted me a couple other nudes

Middle finger's up, fuck the rules

I stick with ratchets, I ain't talking 'bout the game too

I'm sick

Bad hoes wanna blow my, sick

Everybody know me, I'm sick