SO SYCK Lyrics

(Woah, woah, woah, beugleboi, beugleboi)

Yeah I'm so sick, gon' throw up, yeah I'm so sick wanna blow up

I sit on my couch and I wait for a glow up

I done ran out my packs I'ma need me some more

Hit you up with a drax man that's all that boy know

Man we talking real racks when we chat on the phone yeah (on the phone yeah)

Yeah I'm so sick, gon' throw up, yeah I'm so sick wanna blow up

I can't even speak about my mind it gon' blow up

I'ma leave her behind when she poppin' her pose yeah

When I hit from behind she gon' take off her clothes yeah

I don't like when I'm high I be getting too stoned yeah

Got some rules to abide or you go down the hole yeah

I will ruin your pride from the side it be low yeah

I remember she cried, cuz she got her damn bro took

Better stick on that front flip, or you know that's a broke foot

Only hang if you wise, how you know what my bro put

Bitch I hand with my guys only know what my bro cook

Boy you so sick my bro up, boy you get hit don't fold up

I'ma flex all my racks on a nigga he know it

Say you about it then pussy can you even come show it

Sip the drank from the flask I be feeling real bloated

Only had like one task girl you know how to blow it

I be talking real fast boy I could never slow it

Got your girl on my hips and she know how to blow it (she know how to grow it)

Yeah I'm so sick gon' blow up yeah, yeah

Yeah I'm so sick gon' throw up yeah, yeah

Say that you about it then pussy come show it yeah, yeah

I be floating alone and I don't even know yeah, yeah

Come on back when you making some real gold yeah, yeah

Cannot fuck with a bitch not gon' pull on the pole yeah, yeah

Stay alert and we out on patrol yeah, yeah

Put a beam on the glock it gon' hit up your soul yeah

(Hit up your soul yeah)