Nauseous

Spit so sick got me feelin kinda nauseous Didn't hit a lick, leave the bank like i robbed it Quick stick my kids in your chick pit stop, then your bitch make a vid on my dick, tick tockin' Hit 'em with a clip got his memory joggin' Bitch wanna trip had to penalty box it Think I'm not the shit, that's the Hennessy talkin' Your bitch at my crib and she better be topless I just wanna get all the dollars in my pocket Wanted Prada joggers so I went out and copped it Pop one at the op, got the bag and he dropped it Swervin' out the lot, no Batman and Robin Your girl hit my line one time and I blocked it Always gettin paid but I never have to clock in Money on my mind, got no time for other options I'm bettin' on my game cuz I know that it's a lock, bitch Ice on my neck yeah, the VVS lookin frosty Got no self respect they wanna be me like a copy Get checked in the head, you can call it a lobotomy I'ma be the best, go ahead try an stop me! Ice on my neck yeah, the VVS lookin frosty Got no self respect they wanna be me like a copy Get checked in the head, you can call it a lobotomy I'ma be the best, go ahead try an stop me! What the f*ck, did I stutter Said it smooth like butter Got the stick and the cutter Watch 'em drip from the gutter Bitch I do not need a buffer Grab your bitch and then I f*ck her no rubber and make your mother my lover and then I'm hogging' the covers Cleanin' shit up the clutter You gettin' clipped by the gunner I'm clean as shit you my scrubber You catch my drift like a hummer cuz that's a trip you gon' suffer and never come to recover Spit so sick got me feelin kinda nauseous Didn't hit a lick, leave the bank like i robbed it Quick stick my kids in your chick pit stop, then your bitch make a vid on my dick, tick tockin' Drip so bad think I need a new faucet Hot like coffee bitch you better be cautious Got it in the bag, walkin' out like i bought it Leave ya bitch exhausted my kids on her conscience Playin' with me is like playin' on offense ABCs but its different from they taught us I'm a fuckin' A in this game yeah, i I'm flawless You all Bs and Cs like you playin' for Boston Spit so sick got the club packed coughing' Clique stay stitched you rug rats are obnoxious Zips get shipped to my door mat that's a promise Shit that's ya bitch? Done that till she unconscious Baseball bat get whacked, look like a comet Train off tracks I'm back and you can't stop it Stayin' in last, your place yeah you belong in Straight pipe gas the brakes ain't even on 'em