SICK AND VICIOUS

I be sick and I be viscious
You boys is just some gimmicks
Ima shoot the fuckin choppa take a picture when im finished
Yeah you know that im the shit like a white bitch gettin fisted
This a crime scene i can't leave no fuckin witness

Got a shotty on my left but i shoot it on the right
We sleepin through the day we be lurkin in the night
Triple six inside my mind screamin "who wanna die?"
We let them bullets fly now we fryin ya mind
No denying the signs if you ride then we ride
Hop in the ride and that bitch takin flight
Demons in my headspace and lately, i been fuckin crazy
I think that i need a new therapist "come and save me"
Cuz im ready to pop up on anybody who want it
If you run up end up dead and yeah that shit be a promise
Motherfucker goto sleep, deep sleep, cuz that shit fuckin reeks
Of desperate motherfuckers tryna finesse me for my cheese

Chop em, pop em, lock em, she double toppin, double dutch up on the coffin
I be smokin till my eyes red we pull up to the junction
I fucked that shawty raw for four hours now she cannot function
I swear i need it all until its mine i ain't ever stoppin
Im the king to this shit
Make you scream when we hit
Make you bleed blood shit, i ain't claimin no crip
But if you wanna come and get it you get hit with the stick
When we pull up its on site got you wining like a bitch, bitch

Yeah
I be the sickest
I be the illest
I be the realist, i be the realist
I be in the back with the gat and the killers
With the villains, with the villains
When we pull up its all black
We pull up and attack bitch i stay with the mask, ay

(yeah i stay with the mask ay,)
(yeah i stay with the mask ay,)
(yeah i stay with the mask ay,)