Sick Wit tha Flow Lyrics

It's crazy to you but it's simple to me

So slick with the flow I might slip on the beat

Drop top

Riding with the stick on the seat

All my shit make em click on repeat

December the winner Ill switch on the heat

Tape banging cemetery it'd make dead niggas gone get on they feet

Neck golden with the melatonin

If you get up on em imma put em to sleep

Check swollen

Leave neck broken

When I past by straight cooking the street

Big white how I bully the beat

Long guns getting bullet for cheap

Pocket fulla blues

Wallet fulla clues Quise say we having cookies to eat

Guns Come with African drums

Rain dance green all on ya feet

Ray bands Putting roaches out

This a raid van

Niggas hopping out deep

You talking bout heat

Nigga not without me

It's crazy to you but it's simple to me

So slick with the flow I might slip on the beat

Drop top

Riding with the stick on the seat

All my shit make em click on repeat

All about white

For All of my life

On these beats

With All of my might

Been going through hell

But always alright

That instant attraction to all that I write

Penmanship sportsmanship

Burning rubber torch the whip

Punchlines Run it back sort the hits Bright chains

Charms hanging like a Ornaments

Niggas out of yo league

If can't you run the shit

Back to back with you going against

Who's is who getta blowing the Grinch

My dog with me on the go with the gift

Gs with me putting

Four in a spliff

A1 take everything

Gotta get the most

If it's ya only attempt

Paint wet as macaronis and shit

It's crazy to you but it's simple to me

So slick with the flow I might slip on what

Drop top

Riding with the stick on the what

All my shit make em click on the what