Sick Inna Head

We out and we cashy bezel them flashy fulla chain like bad slave like tacky pop champagne make it rain God damn it never leff the flames anywhere them a have it and me dawg cycotik love clap mattic blue straight jacket, how me crew move Savage ready by any means do the damage bury them when time me bored in a the forrest Yeah Doctor know me sick inna head guns out shot wi flick inna them the ground move when the Beemer rev, mhm Man sick ina head weh you a say over deh so mad head When the white rum a talk man sick inna head sick inna head know say we sick inna head yeah glock 27 wid the chip inna them Them know say the Villin them loco squeeze pon e trigger till the 38 hoarse up lef them inna box ano zoom but a close up lone dutt lef them plate red ano robot taxi. Tax me ? You mad ? me nuh grow so (how me grow ?) Dawg them vigilant gi them bare coin like piggy bank nah nuh resilience, ride by nuh need no pillion ready fi the war because we been a plan Doctor know me sick inna head guns out shot wi flick inna them the ground move when the Beemer rev, mhm Man sick ina head weh you a say over deh so mad head When the white rum a talk man sick inna head sick inna head know say we sick inna head yeah glock 27 wid the chip inna them