Sick ASF

[Intro]
This is a DJ Phat exclusive

[Chorus]
Huh, yeah, nigga said he want smoke
Nigga I'm on, what you think your on
I fuck all my bitches to all my songs
Huh, when I see you on paperwork nigga
Know you snitching nigga you dead wrong
I said bitch stop all that talking bitch I'm tryna bone
17 for that baller had to get that loan
I told Ru that I wasn’t even trolling, Ru told me that nigga not my homie
I've been seeing all the fly shit
Juju had to tell me that lil boy might backdoor me
Can't go out bad nigga, had no bullets in the fucking gun for [?]

[Verse]
I said hmm, baby you know i be popping my shit
I said woah, I got one bullet in the fucking chamber he on 10, he popping that shit
I said huh, 15 bullets in the fucking stire ain't no regular clip
I said bitch, i can't cuff you ain't gon lie you a regular bitch
Huh we fuckin, we pass her to the team she green'ed
Money make myself feel tall, nigga call me yao-ming
Huh i said, bitch do not lie to your boyfriend
You might as well tell him everything we did
Huh, she's sick as fuck she got no bread
Huh, say you spent some bands on me bitch
You know you fucked up in the head
Come on idiot
You even know I'm the real 'Oso, im fucked up in the head
Come on idiot
You even know if i call the vamp to your house, to spin yo shit you dead
And i want you to know when you said that valentine shit, to my house it don’t get read
You tell me come out, I left that bitch on read [huh, yeah]
Bitch I'm sick as fuck I’m kinda tired, [?] Michael Myers
Put the dick on the Glock, this ain't circumcised
I was breaking bitches heart, yeah i don't really know why
Bitch done left me in the dark
I swear i had to fight them demons with my pride
I pop out the dark and shank 'em with that knife
Them bitch think it’s cool I’m livin’ GL life
Mafia

[Chorus]
Huh, yeah, nigga said he want smoke
Nigga I'm on what you think your on
I fuck all my bitches to all my songs
Huh, when I see you on paperwork nigga
Know you snitching nigga you dead wrong
I said bitch stop all that talking bitch I'm tryna bone
17 for that baller had to get that loan
I told Ru that I wasn’t even trolling, Ru told me that nigga not my homie
I've been seeing all the fly shit
Juju had to tell me that lil boy might backdoor me
Can't go out bad nigga i had no bullets in the fucking gun for [?]

[Verse 2]
Hm, keep my damn name out yo mouth
Nigga you don't know me [Huh, yeah]
Nigga he was talkin on that fucking gram
Catch him then he folded
Pull up to his damn block with that draco
We dont do no trolling
GL4 gon spaz, they gon call the police
Im masked the fuck up with Glock then snatch your Rolex
Mafia, huh, niggas gon’ lie for me until i die, I'm in that field bout my whoa I’ll slide

[Chorus]
Huh, yeah, nigga said he want smoke
Nigga I'm on what you think your on
I fuck all my bitches to all my songs
Huh, when I see you on paperwork nigga
Know you snitching nigga you dead wrong
I said bitch stop all that talking bitch I'm tryna bone

[Outro]
Stop all that talking bitch I'm tryna bone
Stop all that talking bitch I'm tryna bone, huh