Yung Rone - So Sick

She broke but I'm up
She fresh off work now she calling me to pick her up
I can't chill right now got to run it up
It ain't tricking if you got it what you want a hundred bucks
I'm rocking big B's she rocking double C's like we tough
She want VV's bought her a new AP hold it up
Shoot back to the crib she drunk off the wine turning up
Tried to tell me she wasn't on none
So I called her on her bluff
Yea you got me for the night but you not even mine
I told her turn around and toot it up she don't even mind
I fell asleep mid stroke I was pouring lines
To wake back up I rolled me a blunt got me more than high
Dick her down hit the spot now she about to cry
I told her I can't be her man she asking me why
If you looking for something stable I'm the wrong guy
I'm the best nigga she ever had can see it in her eyes
But I'll keep coming around just keep it on the low
I ain't tripping if you got a man cause your nigga broke
I hope that nigga ain't trying to fight cause my niggas tote
Why the fuck you flashing all them racks when you still owe
I'm gone run this fucking money up until I grow old
On papers fiend for the the nicotine like a hobo
At your crib making movies with your bitch on a go pro
I'm three years in this rap shit I'm trying to go pro
I got her mad so sick
Telling all her friends that Yung Rone ain't shit
Damn bitch thought you only wanted dick
Why you telling people about our business you ain't slick
5K on the fit she like the drip
1,200 for the shoes but I treat them like shit
Like Gunna said drip or drown don't slip
Ten in the face and she got an ass but no hips
She in the club raking ones but don't strip
She wants a taste so I put it on her lip
Switching positions I got her doing flips
I hit her once then I'm done got to dip

Written by:
Tyrone Nadir

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