agweeta - sick Lyrics

Heard it once and had to hop on this
Got too many f*cking strangers in the crib
Fumbled a bad bitch, it made me sick
Claiming you the kid, why you not rich?
Ay, plug walk
I ain't never heard your bands talk
Need to cut this shit like band saw
Tell me where your bands are
Damn I need a lamb car
Y'all hang in the background, that's where all your fans are
I be whippin with my hands off
And she sucking it, I'm whipping with my pants off
Heard you cuckin it your girlfriend got a boyfriend
When you f*cking you gon take it from the back end
Mr. do it all, I'm doing it for life
Dirty bitches that I f*ck, you make your wife
Dirty ceilings had one hell of a night
Lil songs you be dropping get no hype
Who am I to judge, I'm the bad guy
Got more swag than all these f*ckers, that's why your man tight
I just seen a kid that was your man's height
Mr. do it all, I'm doing it for life
Mr. do it all, I'm doing it for life
Mr. do it all, I'm doing it for life
Mr. do it all, I'm doing it for life
Damn y'all make me sick
Y'all gon have respect for what I did
I been working at this since I was a little kid
Damn, man I'm feeling like I'm him
Twenty extra whips just chilling at the crib
I got real problems, give a f*ck about a diss
Ass so wide, need panoramic for the shit
I ain't even hit, she already telling the whole clique
I can't be your hero, I am not no save a bitch
This shit not no romance, you not finna get a kiss