YNW Melly - Make You Sick lyrics

[Intro: YNW Melly & Project Youngin] Ayy, ayy Ha Y-N-W I fu*k b*tches, please Sillier than me I can rap on any beat [Chorus: YNW Melly & Project Youngin] Yeah, b*tch Look at the ice on my wrist (My wrist) Watch how I fu*k on 'yo b*tch ('Yo b*tch) Pull up and shoot at 'yo sh*t (Brra) Can't fu*k with this jit (Nah) Heard he a pussy lil' b*tch (Lil' pussy) Heard he ain't really got racks And he flexing on Instagram with his dogsh*t (b*tch) He my lil' fan, he a hater (Yeah) Mad he ain't got no paper (Yeah) Stay in 'yo lane, I'm doing my thang I'ma send these shots at your taper Mad 'cause I came up rich lil' ni**a I fu*ked 'yo b*tch lil' ni**a (On my mama) I'ma keep on stunntin', getting this money Know I make you sick lil' ni**a Ugh, ugh [Verse 1: Foolio] What it is, what it ain't (What it ain't) Six shots at the opps then led 'em to the bank (Led 'em to the bank) I'm in love with Ben Frank (Ben Frank) Same fit, four day but jit got cake (Jit got cake) But jit got figures (Figures) The college jocks got hittas on hittas (Hittas on hittas) Lil Cojack done wet up (Done wet up) And Yungen he poppin' them Jiggas like Skittles (Ayy) I'm poppin' them Percys (Percys) Steph Curry your girl like I stay with two thirties (Stay with two thirties) My youngins been splurging (Splurging) Four deep in the Jeep and you know we be lurking sh*t wet like a coochie (Coochie) All my friends are dead, I feel like Lil Uzi (Feel like Lil Uzi) My life like a movie (Movie) Just got me a cougar and fu*ked me a juvy She said she a stripper (Why?) b*tch su*k on this dick and then I might tip ya (Then I might tip ya) Said Melly'll blitz ya (Why?) And Youngin behind me, you know he might hit her (Know he might hit her) You know that's my ni**a (Ayy) You know that's my killer, you know that's my ni**a Get bust like a swisher I don't talk on my sh*t but don't need no tissue [Chorus: YNW Melly & Project Youngin] Yeah, b*tch Look at the ice on my wrist (My wrist) Watch how I fu*k on 'yo b*tch ('Yo b*tch) Pull up and shoot at 'yo sh*t (Brra) Can't fu*k with this jit (Nah) Heard he a pussy lil' b*tch (Lil' pussy) Heard he ain't really got racks And he flexing on Instagram with his dogsh*t (b*tch) He my lil' fan, he a hater (Yeah) Mad he ain't got no paper (Yeah) Stay in 'yo lane, I'm doing my thang I'ma send these shots at your taper Mad 'cause I came up rich lil' ni**a I fu*ked 'yo b*tch lil' ni**a (On my mama) I'ma keep on stunntin', getting this money Know I make you sick lil' ni**a Ugh, ugh [Verse 2: Project Youngin & YNW Melly] Yeah Really be having my way with this sh*t Better watch what ya say, I don't play 'bout sh*t Got rich in the trap with the rap, I'm the jit Had to take a lot of chance just to live like this Need to [?], just to live like this You would think I'm Da Baby, I'm a billion-Dollar kid Got more dollars than ballers I'm lit Been slapped on way too long, need new sh*t I don't save 'bout bails I ain't no street And a b*tch give a ni**a head, she can go pee Rolling off of jits at night get no sleep Hit it from the back can't nut (I'm too geeked) su*k it 'til I cum on her mouth, now her face [?] Rolling in the [?] we too deep Hundred K forever man, we solid like the concrete, uh ni**as get mad I made it, they hate 'Posed to be glad this rap sh*t saved me b*tch I'm the one like [?] And some of these hoes just hoes, I embraced it fu*k 'em and duck 'em, I'll never engage it Until one read it they all entertainment Still in the streets so the pistol we slangin' ni**a better trust these [?] we bangin' (Oh, b*tch) sh*t dangerous [Chorus: YNW Melly & Project Youngin] Yeah, b*tch Look at the ice on my wrist (My wrist) Watch how I fu*k on 'yo b*tch ('Yo b*tch) Pull up and shoot at 'yo sh*t (Brra) Can't fu*k with this jit (Nah) Heard he a pussy lil' b*tch (Lil' pussy) Heard he ain't really got racks And he flexing on Instagram with his dogsh*t (b*tch) He my lil' fan, he a hater (Yeah) Mad he ain't got no paper (Yeah) Stay in 'yo lane, I'm doing my thang I'ma send these shots at your taper Mad 'cause I came up rich lil' ni**a I fu*ked 'yo b*tch lil' ni**a (On my mama) I'ma keep on stunntin', getting this money Know I make you sick lil' ni**a Ugh, ugh