Make Me Sick - FattMack, Big Yavo & Mgm Lett: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

FattMack, Big Yavo & Mgm Lett

Make Me Sick

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Make Me Sick was released on December 12, 2025 by Great Day Records/Santa Anna as a part of the album McKenzie

Song Details

Release DateDecember 12, 2025

LabelGreat Day Records/Santa Anna

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM81

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

FattMack

Performer

Big Yavo

Performer

Mgm Lett

Performer

Mckenzie Haynes

Mckenzie Haynes

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Mckenzie Haynes

Mckenzie Haynes

Lyrics

Jonathan Tyler Gibby

Jonathan Tyler Gibby

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Toxicismad

Producer

Wicked at TMK Recording (Atlanta, GA)

Wicked at TMK Recording (Atlanta, GA)

Engineer

Trevor James at Studio House Recording (Mobile, AL)

Trevor James at Studio House Recording (Mobile, AL)

Mixing Engineer

Peter A Barker at Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, CA)

Peter A Barker at Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, CA)

Immersive Audio Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

Yeah

Aye, say, Wicked, what up, man? Uh

[Chorus]

Aye, look

Sometimes I forget how much this lil' bitch make me sick

Every time she walk away, uh, she look so damn thick

I might fuck around and tell her, "Turn around, give me a kiss" (Come here)

On the day I catch my opp, I pray that God don't let me miss (For real)

I was so damn broke, I knew one day God would make me rich (I knew it)

Instead of cheatin' on you, I bring all the girls and let you pick

This money stuffed on top of my thighs for times I was on my dick

I was really on my fuckin' penis, now I'm havin' racks like Venus

[Verse 1]

I can't go home till I make some racks and make my day completed

I wonder if I tell you all my secrets, would you fuckin' keep 'em?

I know I sent some foul shit to your phone, I wish I deleted

Started listenin' to the voices in my head, and they told me, "Beat it"

Yeah, they told me I was right (Right)

Went with my first mind, ain't got no chance to fuck up twice (I don't)

Bitch act like she ain't know me, seen them bands, and she got right, yeah

Bitch act like she ain't know me, seen that ice and said I'm fine (Damn)

[Verse 2]

My lil' bitch say she mad at me 'cause she don't think I'm tryin' (Tryin')

My life feel like it's passin' me, I cannot waste no time (No time)

If you don't got no cash for me, I won't pay you no mind

It's gon' be a catastrophe if you don't pay your fine

Swear it's gon' get bad for you

Call the plug and tell him, "Send it," thought our love was never-endin'

Ain't no scroller, bitch, I'm trendin', ain't a dull one in my pendant

Ain't no love up in my city, that's your bitch, I'm tryna hit it

Came from the ground, the nitty-gritty, I'm ridin' around, I'm tryna get it

I see you walkin' out the door, but girl, I know that you ain't leavin'

Don't know why you tryna act like you won't be back 'fore the evenin'

See me talkin' to my ex, you know them texts can be deceivin'

Gettin' that money, that's the best way, that's the best way to get even

I put in blood, sweat, no tears, swear I gave it all I got

I'm still tryna shake the streets, the police raided all my spots

I gotta win, can't face defeat, I been savin' all I got

I got 'em in, I play for keeps, you can ask the plug what all I buy

[Chorus]

Aye, look

Sometimes I forget how much this lil' bitch make me sick

Every time she walk away, uh, she look so damn thick

I might fuck around and tell her, "Turn around, give me a kiss" (Come here)

On the day I catch my opp, I pray that God don't let me miss (For real)

I was so damn broke, I knew one day God would make me rich (I knew it)

Instead of cheatin' on you, I bring all the girls and let you pick

This money stuffed on top of my thighs for times I was on my dick

I was really on my fuckin' penis, now I'm havin' racks like Venus

[Verse 3]

Yeah, ****, we just ain't have a penny

Layin' in the bed, starin' at the ceilin'

Yeah, wonderin' if I change my life and do shit right, would shit be different?

Made the best from out this life, bitch, I'm still smilin' 'cause I'm livin' and I'm still winnin'

**** ain't my bro, he just wan' slide up in these pictures and I ain't friendly

That shit you said to me, stand on that same energy, don't forget it

Will leave you dead for cheap

A **** say it's love, but I know they ain't with me

Yeah, ****, you never did shit for me, you can't call me your friend

When I step out the door, I'ma make it back home, one thing about McKenzie

Feel bad for bro 'cause he all alone, he sittin' up in prison

Yeah, if you say you a man, you gotta think 'bout every decision that you make

Every bill you gotta pay, every mouth you gotta feed, every L that you had to take

I pop Roxies late at night, I cannot lie, I'm not okay

Yeah, sometimes I wanna die, just get high, this shit get crazy

I usually pour a line, I'll pour a deuce on special occasions, shit expensive (Yeah)

Please don't think this shit sweet 'cause we get high, 'cause we keep pistols

[Chorus]

Aye, look

Sometimes I forget how much this lil' bitch make me sick

Every time she walk away, uh, she look so damn thick

I might fuck around and tell her, "Turn around, give me a kiss" (Come here)

On the day I catch my opp, I pray that God don't let me miss (For real)

I was so damn broke, I knew one day God would make me rich (I knew it)

Instead of cheatin' on you, I bring all the girls and let you pick

This money stuffed on top of my thighs for times I was on my dick

I was really on my fuckin' penis, now I'm havin' racks like Venus

Written by: Jonathan Tyler Gibby, Mckenzie Haynes

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