Ay, yeah, say, up? (I'm so sick) What niggas got on, man? (I'm so sick)
I'm in a spaceship out in I call the Apollo My on the moon In an '08
Now you think you got swag 'Cause you went and all that But don't make that And Louie make that
Now I'm at your back Like the hell is that? Like, man, can't be real But if it is take it back
'Cause got you Sick of you, I'm ah-chu
I'm so sick, so sick, so sick, so In my wrist, in my In my whip my bitch I'm so (We of you)
I'm so (We of you) I'm so (We of you) I'm so (We of you)
In the middle of the Like, shawty, don't do it That is way too big Dem not them is cubic
Eighty for the chains I wouldn't do it They tear up in a day And, boy, you gon' stupid
Boy, cannot be Pradas Hundred they got ya, soft tacos You and bought that fitted You just wasted all guapo at my wrist but I bet it ain't Movado
I'm so sick, so sick, so sick, so In my wrist, in my In my whip with my I'm so (We of you)
I'm so (We of you) I'm so (We of you) I'm so (We of you)
She thinks she's the thing 'Cause you told he the one Her nails good but her toes not done Got a dollar hair do And a dollar tattoo
of you (Ah-chu)
Got a ring for free She won't put tongue on me She can put that on you You can kiss shit for free
Got outfit from Rainbows bucks for the Stilettos Oh, no
I'm so sick, so sick, so sick, so In my wrist, in my In my with my bitch I'm so (We of you)
I'm so (We of you) I'm so (We of you) I'm so (We of you)
you woke up and You thought that you could fool the You can fool a couple You can't fool the
I'ma tell on you, them say snitch that shit ain't real
You it ain't real your swag Now your Gucci shoes And check Louie bag
We of you, we sick of you We of you, we sick of you, we sick of you We sick of you, we of you, we sick of you
Now take monkey shit off You us Take that monkey off You us Now that monkey shit off You us
We sick of you, we of you
I'm so sick, so sick, so sick, so In my wrist, in my In my whip my bitch I'm so (We of you)
I'm so (We of you) I'm so (We of you) I'm so (We of you)