Gunplay

"Sicko Mode"

[Verse 1]
Made this here with all my pistols in the booth
I be paranoid cause Nipsey died and I could too
Yeah, Jump Out Boys been flippin' pockets, shakin' shoes
You ain't make no noise until you n*ggas make the news
(Gimme the loot!)
Was on the Belaire, Bumbu, and juice
Had to hit the office and tie the uh-
By the b*tch that's tryna slap me with a 'suit
I don't give no f*ck about no b*tch, a b*tch could get it too
And these pus*y n*ggas nowadays ain't playing with no rules
I put work off in the hood, like mechanics with the tools
If I pull up and I pull it back, they pull you out a pool

[Chorus: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
Some-Some-Some-Someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak

[Verse 2]
This sh*t way too fake, but y'all believe it like the truth
[?] numbers, jump out the gym and the shoes
All of these hoes, I f*ck and choke 'em like a noose
I'm a beast and all these b*tches drink me like a Jungle Juice
Told my eses to send 'em through
They always send me more than I can move
Told 'em stop it, it's to the roof
In the 305 n*ggas treat me like I'm Boobie too
Got a O' of that food, it's takin' two
Time to hit the town, I'm shake and move
Smearing b*tches makeup in the room
Beat the pus*y 'til they wake up in a tomb
Peep the street-sweeper, it's just a broom
This animal shelter, my n*gga woof
All bullsh*t aside
Really though

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