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lirik lagu g herbo & lil bibby – got em sick

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chorus: lil bibby

catch me flexin’ in a whip, got these haters lookin sick
i might pull up wit yo b-tch, just to make you n-gg-s 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-gg-s sick

chorus: g herbo

catch me flexin’ in a whip, got these haters lookin sick
i might pull up wit yo b-tch, just to make you n-gg-s 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-gg-s sick

verse 1: lil bibby

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-gg-s 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-gg-s f-ck up my name. i be ballin like i’m klay, like i’m steph, pull up -swish-
n-gg-s beefin’ wit the gang, you might find em in a ditch, heard that you n-gg-s 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!

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verse 2: g herbo

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’ sl-tty 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-gg-s 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.”

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