Sick (Freestyle)

Yeah Uh I'm sick as shit Shake the body tryna seize the moment Ran the clock out on this rock I'm holding This the tick I know it's golden Play your cards right cause niggas out in Texas holdem Lay you down and muck Yeah these niggas known to fold ya Pull up on the wheel and get glazed you rotisserie 100 steppers on both sides when we send the peace Putting up Shaq numbers if I feel the freeze Stressed out the only way these niggas get the squeeze Ain't touching me Dropped a couple hundreds on the NASDAQ Niggas ain't clapping they clutching where the crabs at? Tie something around your neck my niggas at the crab shack Paranoia goin crazy it's just a flashback Mental slipping, niggas gripping, where the mops at? Like single mothers disciplining where your pops at? Niggas quick to hide they hand say where the rocks at? Talking vert til something small a push your top back Won't catch me pulling triggers or toting the beam Pull the white gloves out and I'm keeping it clean Always itching for the work I'm a notable fiend Killa hooks in my sleep and that's word to the-Dream Stop me Oh you niggas tryna block me Leave you sitting side ways like you knock kneed Giving me head is the only way to top me Father my girl is the only way to pop me Singing Jacquees is the only way you Ali And catching rebounds is the only way you outbox me You a Talmadge bridge hopping Fashion nova coppin Baking soda option ass nigga that don't make you the realest Want that cancer at your throat, I'll make you the sickest Switching up the black on niggas and I'm making it Vivid And it's crazy That niggas try to hate me Fed a lot of people and showed love for they safety A lot of peekaboo now how these suckers tried to play me Put 5 rounds in they back like they burping a baby 5 rounds in they back like they burp a baby