S!Ck

Verse 1:
She like my scent
She my like my pheromone
That Nike shit she don’t like pairs of those

She much more balenci
Picky type of Bitch that’s barely home

She so gorgeous
She done forced that
Big ol ass up in some shit
That do not fit girl that is barely on

Thick thighs pussy fire
Make niggas levitate

Trade your life for designs
My pockets never safe

Fuck it I’ll pay for it
More bags for you to take home
Know that sound crazy
But that’s my baby

I know if I don’t shred the cheesе
We will never bе

She got the coolest nigga
Nose wide open

That Fendi usually tame the beast
Just to say the least

Don’t care the time
She knows the phone line’s open

(Hook ad libs)

Verse 2:
Say she never at the crib
Somehow she’s trying to change her counter top

Doorway filled with packages
No handshakes for her neighbors
Like who raised you

Blow right thru my savings
On the places I’mma take you

You just send the word
Bend a curb and I’m
(Skirt)

If I die today I’ll be cool
Wherever you go I’ll seek you

She don’t got a ring but
Putting me in danger
And I don’t even know how lethal

The way that I’m slipping is dangerous
So good I be licking my fingers

Bro say I’m crazy
Maybe but that’s my baby
Oh yea

(Hook ad libs)