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lirik lagu bshr - gettin' sicker

i know that p~ssed ’cause i’m f~ckin’ yo b~tch
all this ice on my wrist and my fit so crisp
and i know you ain’t rich…
really broke just wish
really snakes, just hiss…
talk sh~t get hit

i got yo’ b~tch and she eatin’ my d~ck up (she eat me up)
know you won’t shoot so lil boy, put that stick up (lil boy, put that stick up)
i like them deads, but i don’t gotta dig up (stackin’ the racks)
he wanna fight; knock him out… told him get up (n~gga get up)
she want some d~ck; i’m the one that she hit up (finna clap cheeks)
i’m not a beater, but yes i’mma hit her
she finna choke on that d, make her spit up (gawk gawk)
hop on the beat and b stax gettin’ sicker
i don’t do pills, boy i’m straight off the liquor
run this sh~t back ’cause you know i’m that n~gga

(run this sh~t back ’cause you know i’m that n~gga)
(you know i’m that n~gga and yo’ b~tch she be all on my d~ck)

run this sh~t back ‘causе you know i’m a k!ller
ain’t f~ckin’ with katie, i don’t like vanilla
n~gga quit cappin’, you is not a drillеr
dancin’ with deads, no i ain’t talkin’ thriller
catch me in europe, i’m f~ckin’ priscilla
you smokin’ that mid, you need a new dealer
i’m shoppin’ at neimans, you shoppin’ at dillard’s
you not a headliner, you n~ggas just fillers
pull up too fresh, i ain’t talkin’ bout willard
throw away bags, but i’m still gettin’ richer
she throwin’ ass, now she suck on the richard
think of the realest, i’m the one that they picture
bumpin’ the beat so i turn up the kicker
got some new heat so i call it the cl!cker
(got some new heat so i call it the cl!cker)
(run this sh~t back ’cause you know i’m that n~gga)

i know that p~ssed ’cause i’m f~ckin’ yo b~tch
all this ice on my wrist and my fit so crisp
and i know you ain’t rich, really broke just wish
really snakes, just hiss… talk sh~t get hit

i got yo’ b~tch and she eatin’ my d~ck up
know you won’t shoot so lil boy, put that stick up
i like them deads, but i don’t gotta dig up
he wanna fight; knock him out… told him get up
she want some d~ck; i’m the one that she hit up
i’m not a beater, but yes i’mma hit her
she finna choke on that d, make her spit up
hop on the beat and b stax gettin’ sicker
i don’t do pills, boy i’m straight off the liquor
run this sh~t back ’cause you know i’m that n~gga

(run this sh~t back ’cause you know i’m that n~gga)
(let ’em know b stax, gon’ head break it down)

boy i’m still that n~gga, what you n~ggas forgot?
boy i’m still on top, and you n~ggas still not doin’ sh~t with yo’ life… needa pick a profession
all of that lamin’ and hatin’ ain’t gettin’ you paid… no wonder you n~ggas be stressin’
i put in work so i got all these stacks, but i ain’t gotta try ’cause the sh~t is just destined
know they can’t do it so they copy my method
drivin’ too fast in the whip so i wrecked it
p~ss of the game and the world; call me sepsis
i am that n~gga and you ain’t just accept it
drive in the lone, i ain’t talkin’ alexis
my pockets fat, so i’m callin’ em precious
i run the world, so i need a new checklist
i know that p~ssed ’cause i’m f~ckin’ yo b~tch
all this ice on my wrist and my fit so crisp
and i know you ain’t rich, really broke just wish
really snakes, just hiss… talk sh~t get hit

(i know that p~ssed ’cause i’m f~ckin’ yo b~tch)
(all this ice on my wrist and my fit so crisp)
(and i know you ain’t rich, really broke just wish)
(really snakes, just hiss… talk sh~t get hit)

(i got yo’ b~tch and she eatin’ my d~ck up)
(know you won’t shoot so lil boy, put that stick up)
(i like them deads, but i don’t gotta dig up)
(he wanna fight; knock him out… told him get up)
(she want some d~ck; i’m the one that she hit up)
(i’m not a beater, but yes i’mma hit her)
(she finna choke on that d, make her spit up)
(hop on the beat and b stax gettin’ sicker)
(i don’t do pills, boy i’m straight off the liquor)
(run this sh~t back ’cause you know i’m that n~gga)

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