Sick

Ayy, Don D, you a fool for this one I think that he made it Yeah, bitch, I'm big paid Hoes was hatin' on a bitch before I had the rap name Now they see me poppin' shit, these bitches wanna switch lanes You can't eat up off my plate if you ain't see me through the pain Like LeBron in the fourth, bitch, I'm on fire Heard these hoes was talkin' down, damn, I know they mouth tired Money over bitches, so your beef, it's irrelevant Ain't no off switch, if it's up, then it's stuffed in They see me winning now, I done cut the grass, looked around All the snakes is out, money piling up I'm a boss, you can't hang around Bitches know what's up with me If she tryna link, I'ma charge her ass a booking fee Bitch, to be a boss is a mindset Slow hoes can't keep up, I heard that they upset Bitches know I'm next to make them sick, they want the blueprint I could give the sauce, you bitches still couldn't do this Dripped so hard, it got them ill, they need the vaccine Masked up in all black, they'll rap hoe to try me Cut him off his bed, wait, got big goals, big dreams Remember, I ain't have shit, now watch me build a winning team