Lil Bibby - Got Em Sick lyrics

Catch me flexin’ in a whip, got these haters lookin sick I might pull up wit yo b*tch, just to make you n***as sick Shawty say that I’m the sh*t, spent a twinkie on my wrist Got these haters lookin sick, say I make these n***as sick Catch me flexin’ in a whip, got these haters lookin sick I might pull up wit yo b*tch, just to make you n***as sick Shawty say that I’m the sh*t, spent a twinkie on my wrist Got these haters lookin sick, say I make these n***as sick.(got em sick) Pull up skrtt hop out the whip, you know that I keep me A Glock on my hip, and my Balmains got knots in this b*tch Reach for my chain get shot in this b*tch, n***as is lame stay In yo lane, play wit the gang get shot in the brain, f*ck all the Fame, f*ck all the chains, I won’t let you lil n***as f*ck up my name. I be ballin like I’m Klay, like I’m Steph, pull up swish n***as beefin’ wit the gang, you might find em in a ditch, Heard that you n***as been talkin that sh*t, I just been calm you know I can switch, You know I’m a savage I ride wit the stick, I make a call and I get em hit! Catch me flexin’ in a whip, got these haters lookin sick I might pull up wit yo b*tch, just to make you n***as sick Shawty say that I’m the sh*t, spent a twinkie on my wrist Got these haters lookin sick, say I make these n***as sick Catch me flexin’ in a whip, got these haters lookin sick I might pull up wit yo b*tch, just to make you n***as sick Shawty say that I’m the sh*t, spent a twinkie on my wrist Got these haters lookin sick, say I make these n***as sick. Big G Herbo I be lit you know I’m fresh as a b*tch, chrome

Wheels on the M6 you know it match wit the stick, 30 clip Right in the whip, I don’t got no license for sh*t, we party we Like kickin’ it, we ain’t wit that “fightin’ and dip”, we countin’ We like dividends, see the Plug ion like middle men, I do what I want I don’t care bout the police they just gotta come get me Then. Them bad b*tches love me yo hoe wanna f*ck me She drunk got her off Remy and Henn, she callin her buddy They both gettin’ s*utty they fillin’ the kid wit a Cudi, Say I make her nervous I used to be grumpy back when I was sippin’ the muddy, And I got 2 Rollies, a fourty, two fourty when one wanna play, one bezel floody, And I wit no “lovey dovey”, all these b*tches be all lotty thotty, Turn her up make her get off a Molly, now I’m gettin’ top in a Maserati, And you know I be off the sh*ts snail in this b*tch, f*ck n***as make me sick He can’t make bail so he snitched, he a hoey b*tch, he don’t owe me sh*t, Haters like “f*ck Herbo” stay cryin’ broke “I know he rich.” Catch me flexin’ in a whip, got these haters lookin sick I might pull up wit yo b*tch, just to make you n***as sick Shawty say that I’m the sh*t, spent a twinkie on my wrist Got these haters lookin sick, say I make these n***as sick Catch me flexin’ in a whip, got these haters lookin sick I might pull up wit yo b*tch, just to make you n***as sick Shawty say that I’m the sh*t, spent a twinkie on my wrist Got these haters lookin sick, say I make these n***as sickkk.(got em sick)