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Sick Asf
Hip-Hop/Rap
Sick Asf was released on June 24, 2024 by Sheluvent. as a part of the album Black Flag 2
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Release DateJune 24, 2024
LabelSheluvent.
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maximus Bradford
Maximus Bradford
Songwriter

Lyrics

I got hundreds, I got fifties, yeah, huh, I just be flippin' shit
All my bitches versatile, huh, they on some different shit
Yeah, I shoot the drank it get messy, cause it keep kickin' shit
You actin' like you rich, but that's the difference, cause we livin rich
All them **** said I wouldn't make it, just told them to watch
All my **** put the SRTs in all the vacant lots
All my **** really smokin' gas, cause we don't like to pop
I be talkin' to myself, she worried, she tellin' me stop
My bitch, she from Zone 6, huh, she from the A
I got a little bitch out of Florida, got a little bitch from the bay
The bitches from my city federal, can't tell them where I stay
The ****, they was in the field, but I don't think they tryin' to play
Yeah, my bitch, she bad as hell, I think she walk for Vogue
I been the hardest out, no matter what, since I was six years old
Ice down on my bitches, yeah, they in that blisterin' cold
They locked us up, but set her free, damn, I think that bitch just told
Yeah, all my **** cool, we rock Balenci, not the tracks
We got the bootcut bitches, yeah, the pants, they came from Saks
She on the phone, tryna fuck me, she say they can't fuck with Max
My ****, he be sippin' on it, he be sellin' out them packs
Yeah, these drugs make my **** mutants, so we X-Men
Yeah, she did me bad, I got her back, I fucked my ex-friend
Ask me if I'm tryna text your bitch, better check, man
Bitch, I got on Nike, so my tech it gotta tech, man
**** tryna send some shots, he can't even shoot the tire
Bitch, I'm in the ring, but I don't wrestle, not Drew McIntyre
Yeah, she like to scrape when she's suck dick, I gotta slap the bite
You work with the feds, I can't fuck with you, tryna hide the wire
I fuck her good, put it on pay-per-view
If I was a lame just like you, I'd be a hater too
Bad bitches come in all sizes, I can't trade them, boo
I need you for the night, I sell a baby, I'm not takin' you
Talk about my bitch, you get it slapped like it was Will
I throw a hundred at your face and I'ma ask you how you feel
They gave your ass a weak paycheck, you still sign that deal
You not a rapper, but you really tryna see how this shit feel
You sick as fuck that I don't know your bitch, but she singin' my song
You sick as fuck she send me pictures, yeah, the one without a thong
You sick as fuck I take a good girl and make that bitch do wrong
You sick as fuck I did her bad and then I put her in a song
You sick as fuck I make this rap shit into a lifestyle
You sick as fuck you used to be cool, look at your life now
You sick as fuck you had a bad bitch, but where your wife now
You sick as fuck you tryna get a feat, look at the price now
Written by: Maximus Bradford
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