lil sad bitch

ow i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sickListening tomusic musicAnd whack hoes hatin' on key out in publicSaying fuck a nigga quick, quickO let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quickBut it seems like a scene outta flickP.s eh i ain't trying to nit pickIf his bitch insist on getting sickHo's, got a list, but i gotta pickThat's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quickGo crazy when she hear musicWhips ain't shit but my kicks look sickI'm seeing things that's being mean making me sickWe touch down in moscow and take flicks like click clickAmbition is still very bigSo drop the slam and lets get sickSo drop the slam and let's get sickI grew up on circuit boys and go-go musicI like my glasses full, as if my eyes is bigShe wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quickSuperfly, opposite of basicAin't nothing changed since the sadder day, digOver 20 homes, but i need a chickAnd she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tickShe got the bomb, i'm talking tick tickStuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dickWhen i was 11 got the toolie thickFitted, legitted, hardwood classicAnd skinny jeans ain't quite the lickNo bullshit, i'm mike with the micMake room for the groom married to his musicCats so watered down clowns can sink titanicI never crack i got that chap stickAll my new bitches seem to get old real quickOn trial for possession of some chronicWhat you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chickStreets bad, tyga ill, drake magicBad bitches onlygot a sign on my dickIm on fire cause im fantastic Fuck up opportunitie watch them disappear like magicEverybody judging me off a style that i ain't even pick. It lands in her jaw, now she's passed out thickYou missed that tearing muscles make you bigYour girl calls it hockey stickMy sleepin' pills though, shit man do they do the trickStay ready to pull a trigga quick If i wasn't feeling school, she said stay home, your sickI eat big. i dream big. i need big shit