SIIICK

[Intro]
I'm tryna smoke on 'sum
Smoke on that shit 'til my feelings is numb

[Chorus]
I'm so sick of people saying one thing and then doing another
I'm so sick of hearing 'bout what y'all got goin' on under the cover
I'm so sick of bitches tryna put me in check thinking they my mother or 'sum

[Verse]
I'm tryna smoke on 'sum
Smoke on that shit 'til my feelings is numb
I got the world in this blunt
Now everybody think my opinions is dumb
These bitches send paragraph after paragraph, never want a one on one
I pull up hella savages, 21
They wanna know where the money from
Man, I hate being paranoid
But these niggas definitely up to 'sum

Why is you ducking? Ain't nowhere to run
Ain't shit sweet but these honey buns
Might let y'all have it, emotions 'don won
Let's see if you bout it, this finna be fun
Bend that shit backwards like negative one
Money on the floor and I'm cleaning it up
SpinPlate said the beat beefing with me, so I had to beat that shit up

She love when I beat that shit up
Draco on me I'm keeping it tucked
Better make room when I come through
Or I'll make you give all that shit up

You a bitch, I'ma call you a mutt
I pull up and I'm puffin that stuff
I'm pulling up to my school in a SUV, they talking shit from the bus

I look down at my wrist think I just fell in love
Came out the mud had to hop in the tub
Niggas is mad I'm just having fun
Check my account, that's another dub
Pocket full of Jacksons, he got hella 1s
I make her strip, send her back to the club
Draw 2, reverse it to me, draw 4 more, color is green
Bitch run me my ones

[Chorus
I'm so sick of people saying one thing and then doing another
I'm so sick of hearing 'bout what y'all got goin on under the cover
I'm so sick of bitches tryna put me in check thinking they my mother or 'sum
They wanna know where my money from
These niggas definitely up to sum