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sickk (drugsmoneycanbuy+oneeighty2) - r3xyp lyrics

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yeah im feeling sick up in the head
i need to pop some meds
i think im off that sh*t again
i think i need to flex some bands

she asked me if this is a date
i told her, baby we just friends
and im just f*cking on these b*tches
cus i cannot love again

i dont got time for all these games
so lil shawty, please stop playin
i get them racks, i get them bands
going up, with my fam

she call me guapo, cus im pretty
that girl actin like my fans
im screamin off of all these drugs
i feel like a ceiling fan

b*tch ain’t gettin what you want
told her “i am not your dad”
b*tch stop poutin in my face
i am not your f*ckin man

(yuh, yuh, yuh)
i dont got time for these hoes
im too busy countin bands

[???] ass hoe, yeah you really make me laugh
and i dont know where you been
told that hoe i hav to pass
yeah your b*tch is so d*mn fake
i can see through you like glass
leave the haters in past…

cream city gang, yeah they tryna copy swag
dont put me onto your music
that sh*t h*lla asss

i rock by my bands
yeah my pockets h*lla fat
rick owen jeans, you can tell by the tag
3*7*0*9*9 on the tag
i dont wear no [???]
these are margiela gats

i just f*cked his hoe, yeah
you can have her back
i just f*cked his hoe, yeah
now he h*lla mad
how you talkin sh*t
but your fits are h*lla trash
walk up in this b*tch
with my brother [???]

and my brother racks
and we smokin h*lla pack
and they tryna be like us, but
they dont have a chance

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