The Remedy Lyrics

The Beast Malady

Yeah, went and got a bag, now these bad bitches feelin' me

Was sick of being broke, boy, this cash is the remedy

Think that's why they mad, boy this bag, got them sick of me

This Rollie got them blind, they was steady overlooking me

My gang got them shook of me, it's 20 if you bookin' me

I bout' to tap with Elliott like, unky, can you richard me

I'm bout' to link with Sean, just to switch up on the look of me

I'm hotter than a stove, the oven, a chimney

Yeah, went and got a bag, now these bad bitches feelin' me

Was sick of being broke, boy, this cash is the remedy

Think that's why they mad, boy this bag, got them sick of me

This Rollie got them blind, they was steady overlooking me

My gang got them shook of me, it's 20 if you bookin' me

I'm bout' to tap with Elliott like, unky, can you richard me

I'm bout' to link with Sean, just to switch up on the look of me

I'm hotter than a stove, the oven, a chimney

Thumbin with my fingers, but the counter keep it neater

720 Two seater, I got bands, do you need some

Went and got a bag, now I'm fuckin' all the singers

Niggas tryna get a ticket like no money in the meter

Boss shit, I don't take L's, I ain't lost shit

Hermes on the rugs and the couch, got the house lit

Seas up, she goin' down, my cheese up

Ease up, aim it at his nose, make him freeze up

Slide hutch, drop a quarter mil' and tell him freeze us

The bad guy, see I don't fuck with niggas like I'm frieza

Fear of God, boy, I got baguettes in the Jesus

I'm sticky as a fool, drippin' sauce by the litter

Letterman by rude, but my bitch is even meaner

Sadiddy her demeanor, I Louie and Celine her

Want her, I don't need her, I'm fresh up out of Neiman's

My baby keep a bag like she fresh up out the cleaners

Went and got a bag, now these bad bitches feelin' me

Was sick of being broke, boy, this cash is the remedy

Think that's why they mad, boy this bag, got them sick of me

This Rollie got them blind, they was steady overlooking me

My gang got them shook of me, it's 20 if you bookin' me

I'm bout to tap with, Elliot, like, Unkie, can you Richard me

I'm bout to link with Sean, just to switch up on the look of me

I'm hotter than a stove, the oven, a chimney

Went and got a bag, now these bad bitches feelin' me

Was sick of being broke, boy, this cash is the remedy

Think that's why they mad, boy this bag, got them sick of me

This Rollie got them blind, they was steady overlooking me

My gang got them shook of me, it's 20 if you bookin' me

I'm bout to tap with, Elliot, like, Unkie, can you richard me

I'm bout to link with Sean, just to switch up on the look of me

I'm hotter than a stove, the oven, a chimney