pelevi - sick lyrics
how you fit up in them jeans
and you walk so stank
when you walk in vip
the ballers gonna break
the bank, i can’t judge you
this ain’t nothing new
b+tches gone f+ck for cash
won’t play mad with you
‘cause you gone f+ck on me
to get some dank
‘bout to make ‘em sick
‘bout to make ‘em sick
let ‘em pay for some balenci
buss it for a spliff
we get high then you go low
you love contradict
said that you don’t usually
do this guess i’m an anomaly
said you is a busy body but
you got some time today
top thot hot tomalé
eat it with no dinner plate
hot box non stop
i feel like an astronaut
geeked up till we
see the sun
clouds of loud
up in my lungs
said that she in love okay
dodge that bull olé
name ain’t carlo cracco
but i got the bolognese
they done gassed you up
inside your head a bag of lays
keep on coming back for more
guess it’s more than a phase
shawty michael jackson bad
not no billy jean
thumbing through the paper fast
we don’t need machines
f+cking thooties on the low
pockets getting swole
trade designer for her soul
powder in her nose
‘bout to make ‘em sick
‘bout to make ‘em sick
let ‘em pay for some balenci
buss it for a spliff
we get high then you go low
you love contradict
said that you don’t usually
do this guess i’m an anomaly
said you is a busy body but
you got some time today
top thot hot tomalé
eat it with no dinner plate
hot box non stop
i feel like an astronaut
geeked up till we
see the sun
clouds of loud
up in my lungs
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