paroles de chanson Sick - Maurii

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm like, hit him up, wait, don't take it there
We might beat his ass, that's if he playin' fair
Two hundred on the dash, I'ma get you there

If I come in last, Im still up in there
I'm like, hoe don't fuck with me, I don't really want you
Do not do no runnin', bitch, when them bullets comin' through
It's a better chance they might hit you

My bro go slide with sticks, just to fix the issue
Bitch, I'm sick as fuck, huh, I need more shit, huh
All this codeine, huh, be up in my piss, huh
They don't know me, so please don't send a diss

Cause if you talk too crazy, yeah lil' bro gon' get you hit
No, don't get on my nerve, like bitch, you better get
And Just like my lil' dog, Lil hoe I'ma make you sit, huh
I'm like praise me huh, Get up on yo' knees

My bro got AR's, he might come through squeeze, huh
Bitch, I'm goin' up, huh, Cause this shit too easy
If you play with me, huh, we gon' make you bleed
Yeah, these bullets hot, they make you overheat

We gon' leave you dead, huh, leave you in the street
No, I ain't gon' die, cause this pole in reach
You know a nigga dead, you hear them tires screech
I'm like, hold up, Why you want some smoke with a real nigga?
We gon' pull up with them Draco's, AR's make your top bigger, Uh