[Intro]
I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick

[Verse]
I had to keep a lil' hint in my pocket so that I know where I'm keeping my rocket
Get around bitches, he high as rabbit, we all know that n***a is solid
Young n***a getting his education, might fuck around and go straight up to college
They sayin', "I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick"
Might fuck on your bitch and then dip 'cause I'm poppin' (Yeah, oh)
You got no excuses (Yeah, oh)
I keep flowing on this beat 'cause I'm lucid (Yeah, oh)
That bitch eat me up so gummy like she toothless (Yeah, oh)
All y'all n***as act so stupid, yeah, act so stupid, woah (All y'all n***as act so—)
I had to run like a motherfuckin' track-meet
Met up with this bitch, she said I'm attractive
I saw those bands, that n***a can't catch me
Light up his block, that shit is so tragic
I keep a stick, a stick, a stick
A n***a want try them, we gon' let 'em have it
Thesе n***a' broke, I'm rich, I'm rich
Might buy your mom house and then go in thе attic

[Outro]
You got no excuses, you can hear it in my voice
Bitch, I'm sick, and I'm still making hits, in the stu'
Bitch, I'm— eh, fuck this song