Siccmade House lyrics

You don't need that weed
Need to get up out that muthaf*cka, take a break
The Siccmade House
Been around these siccmade n*ggas for many moons now
n*gga always tell when you in the Siccmade House
The air is of a brisk nature, it's fast and cold
Yet you can't see sh*t
It's like a dark film or black pollution right in front of your nose
And the smell—ha ha ha ha ha ha...
The smell is that of pus*y, malt liquor, and weed
Yes, my friend, can always tell when you at the Siccmade House