Sick (feat. Modagod)

You niggas is sick You Niggas is sick I’m all in my bag right now They hate on the drip Whoa You niggas is sick You Niggas is sick Bitch run me my cash right now I’m droppin them hits Whoa I might jet sail for the new year I might switch it up to a new gear I might kick the notch for a new watch Hoes jackin MIA for a new crotch Whoa Bitches trippin out here I might book that meet and go cop me a Lear When Dan hold it down I got nothing to fear Did a boatload of work see my status on pier These hoes trapping like they really rappin I remember jotting bars on a lunch napkin These hoes so trash toss em in the back You ain’t touching my work man this shit crack Who better than I oh I’m ill Solid chick plus my piece be still They be wishin I would when I will And I got some nice baddies from Brazil That’ll do it all strange for some big change Deadeye flow y’all ain’t fuckin wit my range These trappin ass hoes sound the same Well I’m here to knock em off Great aim Niggas is sick Runnin' this shit They can't f*ck with me If it aint gang who you with? You chasin' the clout I'm chasin the bank Gettin' rich hittin' licks VVS doin' flips Young never switch Drum on the stick Young never slip Made nigga ever since Neck lookin' like a glitch They takin' shots but they miss Off-White on the fit All these dummy niggas Be a funny nigga Got a clip longer than a skit In the top 5 of your top 5 We can give a f*ck about your list Last of the realest left Last of the realest felt With the same niggas that I came with This that gang gang gang gang shit nigga CHEA! You niggas is sick You Niggas is sick I’m all in my bag right now They hate on the drip Whoa You niggas is sick You Niggas is sick Bitch run me my cash right now I’m droppin them hits Whoa