i make her $ick - shady moon lyrics
[intro: spongebob squarepants]
(you make me, sick*sick*sick*sick*sick*sick)
“uhh, hi kevin”, “hi what is your question?”
“hi, kevin”, “whatever, next question please”
“hi kevin”, “h*llo loser”
“alright you, way in the back”, “hi kevin”
“does anyone here have an actual question?”
(f*ck you shady)
[chorus: shady moon]
i hit the bay, then i hit the strip (what?)
i’m wit’ your b*tch and she suckin’ my d*ck (skr*skr*skr*skrt)
my twin flame, she knock that sh*t
i*i make her sick, she try to steal my whip
she sucking my image, my .30 bustin’ out your rollie
f*ck the strap, we got katana’s in the back, cut slow (grah)
they talkin’ on the net but none of them really know me
i’m flying to the sun, this tree got me floating
[verse: shady moon]
ay, i hit the physio (what), i pull the double cut
bad b*tch on my left, she said like me, so she tryna f*ck (she what?)
so bad, lil shorty ain’t rare
i could find the same typa hoe tomorrow, i don’t care
she said “why you so ashamed?”, ’cause girl you ain’t my baby
i don’t cuff thots, ask me how i been lately (yuh)
always worry ’bout my check, i don’t worry ’bout them next
blue strip in my pocket i don’t even try to flex (hi, kevin)
everyone around me they so fake (what?)
call ’em stakes (yeah), they steal it for the cake
lil shorty can’t stay, i call an uber, she said she can’t wait
but i’m just tryna lose her (i’m just trying lose her)
i don’t give a f*ck about your life, i don’t care about sh*t
call them keyboards when they cap
they say “it’s real sh*t” (nah)
goth b*tch on my d*ck, said she tryna take a fl!ck
smack the phone off her hand, i don’t care about that b*tch
[chorus: shady moon]
i hit the bay (h*llo?), then i hit the strip (what?)
i’m wit’ your b*tch and she suckin’ my d*ck (skr*skr*skr*skrt)
my twin flame, she knock that sh*t
i*i make her sick, she try to steal my whip (f*ck you b*tch)
she sucking my image, my .30 bustin’ out your rollie (grah)
f*ck the strap, we got katana’s in the back, cut slow (grah)
they talkin’ on the net but none of them really know me
i’m flying to the sun, this tree got me floating
[outro: shady moon]
i hit the bay (h*llo?), then i hit the strip (what?)
i’m wit’ your b*tch and she suckin’ my d*ck (skr*skr*skr*skrt)
my twin flame, we knock that sh*t
i make her sick, she try to steal my whip (f*ck you b*tch)
(you make me, sick*sick*sick*sick*sick*sick)
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