[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Okay, wake up in the morning
Break a swisher
Turn to a model like Eva Pigford
Hop up out the bed in the Gucci slippers
Tell MTV I'm a made nigga
With all this dirty money, need a maid nigga
If you think you a beast, my cage bigger
True I see food, sick has checked out the ICU
If you look into my eyes, red like T2
I'm about to shut it down, tell them niggas reboot
Baby I could spend it all, it ain't shit to recoupe
In the building throwing money off the roof like juice
Everyday's Christmas, you feel the presents
I get right inside the building like it's September 11th
Raise a glass for the fallen, hope they get the message
Ill said sick 'em, I told him get a medic

[Chorus: Kid Ink]
I took a look inside the mirror, mirror on the wall
This is what it saw, I'm the sickest of 'em all
I'm the sickest of 'em all, you ain't sick at all
'Bout to turn into a beast, gon' sick 'em dog
Gon' sick 'em dog, I'mma get 'em all
I said I be getting off
'out to turn into a beast
Gon' sick 'em dog
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