$iCK P2 ft. Ange1 Lyrics

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Touch that

Haha

Touch that

Wish i was never fuckin' up with yo trust back

Forty-five strap my lap and i bust that

Haha

Part two bitch

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Hold up think I'm getting SiCK again off them drugs

Fuckin' on yo bitch cause i need me some love

Fuck yo homie dead yeuh i smoke him in my lung

Sold a show out rubbin' money with my thumbs

Fuckin' all on her yeuh

Rubbin' all on me

Fuckin' on yo bitch ye

Grindin' on my teeth

Think this bitch dead yeuh

Told her to breathe

I just hit a lick

So i left that fuckin' scene

Ya i left that scene

Then yo bitch hit me up

Askin' to hang yeuh

Call her a whore

Now I'm feelin' great yeuh

Pull up fuckin' late yeuh

I've been on my own yeuh

We can't get along yeuh

I've been doin' all these drugs and now i think I'm SiCK

People talkin' on the internet they don't know shit

Hop inside the coupe you know I'm ridin' wit yo bitch

If you talkin' shit on my name then I'm empty out the clip

Ridin' with my gang we might empty out the clip

Makin' all the bands imma go get me some chips

Talkin' on our names yea yo ass gon get hit

I just got the SRT you know that's my new whip

I just copped a 'retta with a extra long clip

Fool was talkin' on my name so i busted his lip

Fuckin' on yo bitch doin' backflips on my dick

Imma hunt you down and i hit you with the stick

Hold up think I'm getting SiCK again off them drugs

Fuckin' on yo bitch cause i need me some love

Fuck yo homie dead yeuh i smoke him in my lung

Sold a show out rubbin' money with my thumbs