Sic Wit Tis

[Verse 1]
Turn up the beat and let me come with some game, mayne
Talking about these hoes who be tryna claim to fame, mayne
But it's a waste of time, because Mac Mall ain't no celebrity
I'm just a player with some G-A-M-E
But that ain't it, 'cause I'm serving the dick
To the hoes who got the tape and straight loving the shit
That pimp shit that slams, niggas running scams
And how to make a faithful bitch cheat on her man
Plus that doja dank and the candy paint
And the way-cool bottle of E&J that I drank
And when I'm on that shit, you can't level with me
I'm having church hoes think I got the devil in me
It ain't over, fool, it gets doper
When I'm freakin' your ho up on a sofa
Legs all open like a TV antenna
'Cause a nigga get wild when I'm going up in her
What's really going on when you leave home?
My late nights hella hype every time you're gone
You better lock your bitch up and got to sleep with your gat
'Cause if she page me, then man I'm at that (Through the window)
And all I need is just one beat
And I'ma pick your bitch up when you're sleep
'Cause I'm sick with this

[Interlude]
Sick with this, sick with this, I'm sick with this
You know how that go, fuck the next nigga ho
Ha ha, it's all good, though

[Verse 2]
I see a gang a motherfuckers letting they hoes wear the drawers and shit
Punk ass niggas tryna hog a bitch
Them fools roll around taking they hoes on dates
Suckers like that love to player hate
When I see they ho and say "What's up?"
Spit a little game and now I'm wreckin' the guts
I got the bitch at the telly and she got way wild
Had the trick on Erk-n-Jerk and she got way foul
Started talking that being my lady shit
Saying we can hook up on a relationship
I said "Relationships? Now them is way too expensive, though
Fuck being sprung, I just wanna break ya, ho"
You found out and you damn near shitted
Can't believe your main bitch did it
But you should know, that that's the wrong ho
For you to act hella funny, man, and fall for
And when she hear this tape, she gon' hate this
Probably even wish I never made this
But the shit I spit is real so I had to
I'm tired of seeing weak niggas who talked bad to
By a period-having, stank pussy, yeast infection, no-money tramp bitch
"Always wanna know where I'm at" bitch
And what I'm saying, you should stop being like a sucker
And leave her stranded at the telly and say "Fuck her"
And then bump you the next bitch
You should be about your money, potna
And be sick with this

[Interlude]
Ha ha, you know what I'm saying?
So sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
Sick with this
You know these niggas be trippin', man, playa hatin' themselves with one bitch. A bitch ain't shit, you need to get some money in your pocket, you know what I'm saying?
Sheeit, fuck that bitch, mayne
She just a little ol' ho, you know what I'm saying? Be real about yours, it's '93
You know what I'm saying? But check this shit out for these niggas

[Verse 3]
Sick with this, that's how these fools be tryna be acting
Poppin' at the mouth, hate to see me mackin'
Ain't no trippin' in my pimpin', so it's funny how they love to hate
The pimpin' ass youngsta coming up in The Bay, motherfucker
So back up off the dick of a youngsta
Tryna say I ain't on hit, you can miss me with that shit
Because I'm known to spit the game that have these hoes 'noid
'Cause nann bitch with a pussy should be unemployed
But when we first meet, I give you full respect
I'd be the sweetest motherfucker that you ever met
But don't think I'ma stop doing scandalous shit
I'm taking mail, food stamps, check, even WIC, bitch
And on the microphone I'm way too vicious
So niggas watch your hoes
'Cause I'm sick with this

[Outro]
That's right, that's right. Man, these hoes is hella sick
But now, these motherfuckers — hoes ain't shit but these niggas decide to trip, you know what I'm saying? Taking that shit too far
It's '93, you supposed to break a ho and bust a ho, you know what I'm saying?
But uh — and about these bitches, though, wanna get a nigga with paper. But, uh, nah, you better get another caper, 'cause we out here tryna do this shit
The SES Faculty ain't going for that shit
You could be a SES hoe and get the Crest, though, you know what I'm saying? Bitch
Sick with this, so sick with this
This young Crest player is sick with this
Many hoes, many hoes, all sick with this
Wanna get with this young playa 'cause I'm sick with this
So sick with this, sick with this
Sick with this, so sick with this
Loc'ed out, yeah, ha ha, MVP, yeah
Sawyer Street, bitch
Get rich, get rich