​sick 1oneam

[Intro]
I...
Yeah, oh, oh (Boy-)
I-I love you
Oh, oh, oh, oh
B-B-Boy, fuck you nigga
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Chorus]
I want the racks, I want my shit
I'm juggin' these niggas since I was a kid
Niggas my sons, they need a Bib
Broke ass nigga, man, how can you live?
I-I'm in the field, I feel like the 'Ref
Yo' shawty wet just like a ship
On my life can't trust no bitch
I'm sipping Easter Pink in my cup, now I'm too sick

[Verse]
Yo' hoe, swear to god, she so sick
T-Talkin' on gang, then he get the blick
My money blue, my pockets like Crip
I get the bread, nigga, you wish, ha, ha
Y-You wanna talk on the gang, nigga, it's over
And I'm sippin' dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, nigga, in my soda
I'm in the field, field, field, field, I feel like a Soldier
And that 'lil hoe on me, I swear to God, she do the most
Yeah, I-I made a band today, 'lil nigga, it was so gross
I-I took 'yo bitch, now she saying, "There we go"