Lyrics Sick (Dirty) - Natasha Mosley

Sick (Dirty)

niggas these days i’m feelin'
first they get 'em then imma get 'em
you niggas aint got no money
i see you pull up in a rental tired of all that flexing need alitte more
fenessing
say you got all that money but that bullshit aint impressing
yall broke niggas make me sick yall niggas aint talking about nothing
in here throwing rent money chill boy you aint even counting 6 hunnid
a circle full of broke niggas talking bout money man this shit so funny
what you talking bout
who you talking to
what you saying nigga nah
real niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
that gucci real Tupac alive
need to save your money and stop getting high
you need to stop feeling those nickels and dimes
im on that 2k and you playing like likee
yall litte boys looking like something
me ands my girls go realer
yall aint even in the jungle with the lions and the tigers they killas
real bitch recognize realer
chop a weed code down scream timber
chicks these days dont feel em
and im stunting doing wheelies like a cala sochi ninja
yall broke niggas make me sick yall niggas aint talking about nothing
in here throwin' rent money chill boy aint even counting 600
a circle full of broke niggas talking money man this shit so funny
what you talking bout
who you talking to
what you saying nigga nah
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
broke niggas make me sick
that gucci real Tupac alive
need to save your money and stop getting high
you need to stop feeling those nickels and dimes
im on that 2k and you playing like likee