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stanwill - sick freestyle lyrics

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[intro]
no cap, boy, i’m sick as h+ll
nose running and sh+t
b+tch, b+tch
on live right now
b+tch
sh+t crazy
aye, huh, aye, huh
synco

[verse]
no cap, hit the booth with a runny nose
shed a tear counting up the pape, this a onion roll
heart cold, boy, i’m sick of you funny hoes
babe ruth, i’ll swing a stick then i’m running home
huh, just f+cked another granny life up
two sticks, opps sick i came white buffs
riding ’round with the grim reaper, keep yo life tucked
since you a dog, let it bark tryna bite us
who would’ve thought this lil’ n+gga would be big time?
you a super ham, i should throw you up on crip time
breaking backboards when i jam like i’m 6’9
you the type to tell everything likе you 6ix9ine
running up a check till my stamina deplеte
i’m a goat wearing bape, that’s the animal in me
yo b+tch a eater, got a cannibal with me
bin scorching, i got something flammable with me
knock the cape off his back, this is not marvel
only thing bro do is shoot, he will not guard you
play tee got the b+tch confused, i do not heart you
we want all static, it ain’t sh+t to have bro spark you
[?] drip, h+ll nah, i ain’t cannonballing
good chopstick, h+ll nah, it ain’t no hands involved
do not speak on a feat’, ain’t a band involved
let the chop do the twist of fate, i ain’t slamming dawg
been shot at before, it was kinda scary
that’s why i keep cannon close like mariah carey
got doc riding scripts like tyler perry
you a lame chasing after rats, playing tom and jerry
i was stepping with the paint before you knew da vinci
mean+mugging n+ggas through the drip, this the newest fendi
the way these hoes love a n+gga, i think cupid with me
keep a chopstick, h+ll nah, ain’t no noodles with me
super ham, they should check you in at the weenie hut
mr. cap+a+lot, i think you should a beanies up
n+ggas sick i came alarm, they was sleep as f+ck
something like the road was fighting back, i had to beat it up
huh, on god, dawg, i’m sick as h+ll
talk that b+tch to bend it straight over ’cause she thick as h+ll
i just wanna use my voice to get rich as h+ll
locked in with the sh+ttyboyz, that’s my kin, for real
[outro]
dawg, what the f+ck



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