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flako5 - sicko lyrics

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yeah i’m h+lla sicko all these n+ggas in my business

big body n+gga i ain’t talking la fitness

stomp a n+gga out yeah i’ll neva leave witness

f+cking all these ho ho ho like it’s christmas

get this first she was a nerd now she suck d+ck

f+ck this

never waste my time for a bum b+tch

suck this

im just tryna have a little fun b+tch

how much money ima give you after this nun b+tch

dumb b+tch

can’t even make a n+gga nut yet have his mouth to get

so we call that n+gga lump lip
bangers only n+gga

yeah we steal a couple checks

i got h+lla opps i ain’t even bum yеt

f+ck a ex f+ck the next i just wanna couplе checks

got the black forces so yk i’ll k!ll a couple next

ngl i am a lagger only sent a couple text

yea we screaming f+ck the pigs no we don’t f+ck with feds

oh no baby pull your jeans up

i just want the head make a n+gga do the dash

n+gga running like he flash

steading pressing on the gas ,going fast money crash

baby got a lotta ass beat her back make it clap

yee i keep a lot cash get it bac make it stack all
i wanna do is rap neva lack never cap

all these n+ggas down bad

they make me wanna f+cking laugh

n+gga think he cool before i tap him in his f+ckin cap

smokey yous a b+tch, you been talkin all that sh+t

but you never spin around you lil mark ass lil b+tch

little ass kid you think you boujee and sh+t

i think he feeling me stalkin thru my sh+t

pull up to my school you getting nervous and sh+t

thinking you so hard make wanna rock yo sh+t

lil ass n+gga you rlly is a f+cking juto

i will spin around and cut you in yo ojo

you used too be my homie but you turned into a opp
i think this foo think he cool he better stop

speakin on flako hes crazy vato

bring the machete i’ll k!ll you call me chapo

try some funny i’ll rlly get you popped

lots of n+ggas think they my homies but yall are not

yall are rlly my opps

man im rlly on the top im smokin that guap

im gettin that money call me pops

yee im super faded i think that i made it

when i see you around ill just say wassup hey b+tch

you got a big ass can i tap till i make you pay b+tch

i think i’ll still get money while im most hated

trippn bout some sh+t i think i can still make it

speed running too the top just like that n+gga jason

keep a glock in my pants if a n+gga wanna dance

gonna hit you in the top lil n+gga do yo dance

n+ggas think they cool n+ggas think they sh+t

i will pull up too your house and f+ck on your b+tch

i ain’t never ever lacking i always keep that stick

if a n+gga wanna talk i’ll hit you in yo sh+t

shout out too the dead homies they really watchin over

and shout out too my moms she said always keep that pole on me

ay, b+tches get too yappin when they hear the name

shoot a n+gga up bc he ain’t johhny dang

all i do is smoke blunts every f+cking day

why you speakin on my name u a f+ckin fake

i’ll shoot u in the head cuz u f+ckin g+y

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