Murph - Sick Chick Lyrics

Yea
92
Too
You just text
My phone
Saying you
Miss and
Want that
You a trip
But I ain't goin trip
Like we got
Shit to unpack
Said you leavin
When you left
I told you
Never come back
I was tryin to
Hold you down
It work
My arms like Bowflex
In the club
Lookin for love
But this is
Where them hoes at
Nigga like me
He know best
Nigga like me
See no stress
Niggas bet not
Play wit me
Cause I price match
A toe tag
Head shot
Wit no vest
Make em sleep
Wit no rest
That's difference
Phone on silent
So I can't pick up
I'm different
Make you squirt
All over
And get licked up
I'm different
She had sent
Her Best friend
And her sister
Then went back
To her nigga
I had missed her
She opened up
A business
I invested in
Her ventures
Sent my women
Through to
Tip her
Said it's way
Too good
The way
I used
To kiss her
Postin pictures
Of her family
On her Insta
I had liked it
She say boy
I'm tryin
Temp her
Sent her titties
Like they
Miss you
Come and kiss em
I'm like girl
Why you playin
With my mental
She like boy
Quit playin
We done
Did it on
My mensual
We locked
In forever
It's going always
Be potential
Even when we can't
Know I'm always
Goin be witchu
I be smilin
She be smilin
Like some pictures
Got me smirkin
At this message
I just sent her
While she laying
On her nigga
Sick
Sick wit it
Sick sick
Sick chick
It's driving me
Crazy to think
That my baby
Still in love
So in love
Still in love
Wit me
Yea