Sick Of Love Lyrics

Hop out and put it in motion

Swear I really been Into the music

Kick a Td I'm tryna

Use it

Spot a opp and I swear Ima lose it

Brodie got it just know he a lefty

Let it spark in the air like confetti

Lonely nights in the dark

Cold spaghetti need a bitch by my Side that just get me

Sick of love

Now I'm just tryna chill

Lost bro didn't know

How to feel

We been spinning

Got to get it back

Extra Sturdy

Move like men In black

Catch a opp put him in

A pack

Riding with it

Don't need the Extendo

In a mood I ain't tryna

Let go

I be solo fuck a bitch

Swear I rather be dolo

In my bag

Bitch you don't know the feeling

Been a year but

I swear I'm still healing

Opps in the function you know

I'm not peeling

If it's beef then you don't

Get a pass

In the Stu tryna get out of

Mass She show me Boobies

While she shaking

Ass

Spot a opp brodie get

Straight to dumping

In a stoley

Heart steady pumping

Open up baby girl cause

I'm cumming

Yea bro got It ball like

Andre Drummond

Like

Get to shaken

All this dick In the gut

That you taken

Miss my bitch but I gotta

Keep faking kick a Chevy

Cook It like some Bacon

Needa baddie

Can go for Jamaican

Like Gra

With a smooch and she with

Whatever

By my dolo whenever wherever

Like fuck it

Brodie shooting

Tryna score a bucket

It be easy tyna hide

The pain

Balenciagas In the rain

Up it load It I'll let it flame

If you broke nigga you

The blame

Feds tried to book Me

I ain't say a name

Riding dolo I'm out on a

Hunt

Got it with me I don't

Gotta front

Just admit If you with it

Then baby I'm with it

Kick a Oa promise

We can get it

Opps in the Function

You know How I get it

Off a Line with a smooch

And I'm deep in her spine

If I'm getting money

Everybody shine

By my dolo I know I'll fine

Like

In the dark Brodie

Up it you can see a spark

In a mood Brodie get straight

To geeking in her Gut

Shorty get to tweaking