CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : SICK!

Yeah, we in this b*t*h
Cigarette lit
I'm not into your b*t*h
I had to end that sh*t
Yeah, she twerking and sh*t
She a dancer
n***as making me sick
Baby, I got cancer

Ralph Lauren and Jimmy Choo's, Jimmy Choo's
Autelier for my lingerie, how can I lose?
Brand new Fear Of God, SS'22
AP on me lit up, like I'm Pikachu

Oh yeah, we in this b*t*h
Lit like a lantern
Oh yeah, she poking that sh*t
Yeah she a dancer
Baby, if that n***a sick
Then I got cancer
Ayy, if that n***a sick
Then I got cancer
Super surf in this b*t*h and we getting too rich
Put your neck on ice and your wrist on lit
Bet your girl gon' slide 'cause she a dancer
And I'm way too right, I got the answers
Out, if you're poppin' tonight
How I let 'em out we sippin' on high
Activate my cell, I can't check my damn mind
Let you have it all and I ain't gon' lie

Yeah, we in this b*t*h
Cigarette lit
I'm not into your b*t*h
I had to end that sh*t
Yeah, she twerking and sh*t
She a dancer
n***as making me sick
Baby, I got cancer

Ralph Lauren and Jimmy Choo's, Jimmy Choo's
Autelier for my lingerie, how can I lose?
Brand new Fear Of God, SS'22
AP on me lit up, like I'm Pikachu
Oh yeah, we in this b*t*h
Lit like a lantern
Oh yeah, she poking that sh*t
Yeah she a dancer
Baby, if that n***a sick
Then I got cancer
Ayy, if that n***a sick
Then I got cancer