Ay, yeah, say, up? (I'm so sick) What these got on, man? (I'm so sick)
I'm in a out in space I call the Apollo My on the moon In an '08
Now you think that you got 'Cause you went and all that But Gucci don't that And Louie don't make
Now I'm looking at back Like what the hell is Like, man, that can't be But if it is then take it
'Cause got you of you, I'm like 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 of the mall Like, shawty, don't do it That is way too big Dem not them is cubic
Eighty dollars for the I wouldn't do it They tear up in a day And, boy, you look stupid
Boy, them cannot be Hundred dollars got ya, soft tacos You went and that fitted You just wasted all guapo Looking at my 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 he she's the one Her nails look good but her not done Got a sixty dollar do And a dollar tattoo
of you (Ah-chu)
Got a tongue ring for She won't put tongue on me She can put tongue on you You can kiss that shit for
Got that outfit 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)
When you up and You thought that you could fool the You can a couple people You can't fool the
I'ma on you, tell them say I'ma that shit ain't real
You it ain't real Check swag Now your Gucci shoes And check Louie bag
We sick of you, we of you We sick of you, we of you, we sick of you We of you, we sick of you, we sick of you
Now that monkey shit off You us Take monkey shit off You us Now take that monkey 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 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)