sïck Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
This money its making me sick
Bitch I walk in with my blick
He rapping but don't got the stick
New tank it came with a switch
New tank it came with some range
Got money on me its not change
All the hoes they stay the same
You rap but you really a lame
Glock make him feel pain
Money, Money, and fame
Its cause we don't fuck with these bitches
The money its gon stay the same
The money it'll never switch up
We got them sticks in the truck
Got racks while talking my shit
I'm sick, I'm talking my shit
This money its making me sick
Bitch I walk in with my blick
He rapping but don't got the stick
New tank it came with a switch
New tank it came with some range
Got money on me its not change
All the hoes they stay the same
You rap but you really a lame
Glock make him feel pain
Money, Money, and fame
Its cause we don't fuck with these bitches
The money its gon stay the same
The money it'll never switch up
We got them sticks in the truck
Yea we got them sticks in the back
Wanna play and that boy gon get wacked
Wanna play and we bring out the fye
Wanna play and I call up the guys
All this money on my mind
Giving the money my time
For the money id do anything
Money just crossing my mind
This money its making me sick
Bitch I walk in with my blick
He rapping but don't got the stick
New tank it came with a switch
New tank it came with some range
Got money on me its not change
All the hoes they stay the same
You rap but you really a lame
Glock make him feel pain
Money, Money, and fame
Its cause we don't fuck with these bitches
The money its gon stay the same
The money it'll never switch up
We got them sticks in the truck
Yea we got them sticks in the back
Wanna play and that boy gon get wacked
Wanna play and we bring out the fye