Make Em Sick Lyrics

Fuck a 9-5, smoking on this la five deep all black jeep you know I be

On a mission stuff the clip in shells hit his figure

This nigga just started dripping very hard to miss him

Calico under the seat stash box up front

Harder than the shit thats under my feet

Shower posse crib on the beach I'm like Versace

Half black and half Spanish version of Gotti

You see me in the streets and you already knowing

You owe me but you can keep it that be our lil secret

Top floor Trump tower Porsche double park

Duffel bag bloody it's getting ugly as Bubba Sparks see me

D a v double e a s t compact acp I'm tryna bubble from the bottom

Like a acg purple rain got me blind can't make me see

Don't they know my nigga Pooch ain't never been scared

To let off point blank range a couple'll take your head off

That's how we live, snitches get laid out

All that bubblegum rap shit is played out

I feel like frank white just coming home

Peel the floor back, couple stacks bagged up under my home

No phone only speaking in person that's important

Them agents be taping shit and recording

I got my money up, now it's time to make em' sick

Every nigga that you see around me, I'ma make em' rich

I ain't talkin' music when I tell my shooter make a hit

Couple bad bitches in the whip, watch me make em' kiss

I got my money up, now it's time to make em' sick

Every nigga that you see around me, I'ma make em' rich

I ain't talkin' music when I tell my shooter make a hit

Couple bad bitches in the whip, watch me make em' kiss

Like COVID, I make em' sick so don't play with me

It's like I'm talkin' in the mirror watch what you say to me

Nina on the lease, my nigga that mean it stay with me

For that chicken, put you in a box like it's kfc

Fuckin' with who, you guys is insane

You know I will Park a brother I don't got time for the games

Slide on your gang, bodies on the nine when it bang

I be holdin' on the pole like I'm ridin the train

So stay in your lane holding the forty the grip on me

Masked up Detroit shooters they lettin it rip homie

Put something on your shoulder don't think it's a chip homie

Talking slick get you socked in the mouth like Mick Foley

Where I'm from disrespect will get you put in a wheelchair

They talking like they outside letting the steel air

Your wig'll get peeled here like Steve Harvey

Y'all was lying online man y'all niggas ain't real here

All my niggas getting that cake out of town with them plates

Ask billz how I was moving that weight

moving pounds where? give me a break

Your nickname should be Henry

This nigga only known for an eighth

I make em' sick cause I'm getting that cash I make em' sick

Cause they see the gang shining when we all on the ave

I make em' sick cause my bitches is bad

That's why these niggas is mad I make em' sick

They just want what I have I make em' sick

I got my money up, now it's time to make em' sick

Every nigga that you see around me, I'ma make em' rich

I ain't talkin' music when I tell my shooter make a hit

Couple bad bitches in the whip, watch me make em' kiss

I got my money up, now it's time to make em' sick

Every nigga that you see around me, I'ma make em' rich

I ain't talkin' music when I tell my shooter make a hit

Couple bad bitches in the whip, watch me make em' kiss