NAUSEOUS!

(NIGGA) (UGHH the album's almost over; alright alright) (Yuh yuh, yuh) Just ran up a bag on my setup, get up not shit Flick DW, she hit me up all random, stop this talkin' Bullshit 'n' that chaos, that shit stay strong, iss' some nonsense But bitch I'm sick as hell, do this shit well, I'm damn near nauseous Aw shit, lock in, been buggin', but just a bit Dodgin' xotic, new plugs, they been hustlin' (This beat like those texts from my dad, they just fuckin' dipped) Hopped in coffin, I just signed my deathnote Walked in, wobblin', where the fuck my legs go You jus had yo homies all around you, where the press go? Sinistrality ova on this side, why my left thrown LBOE is bumpin' hoe, watch this shit, come grab a seat This is where the talent be Homestretch, like that dallas wing I been on the chase for bills I want my bag mallard themed Palpably, give no fucks High's bad to think (that of me) (On the low) (On the low, I'm so throwed, yuh) Lowkey on my lonely, bob 'n' weave that, pay no mind Yo cash isn't right 'round here How'd you think them pesos fine Thinker been ponderin', what caught him wit that Plato time You don't know what faded is 'Till you've fuckin' stayed low right before the bowl Load up dos, they can tell this Dago fried Hold up tho, flows been cold, that's why my heart stay so iced I been on this music shit, slackin' on everyone Crazy shit ain't ever stop, know I'm goin' very dumb The airy one barely stunts, on these hoes, should up the count Carried 'em, clearing up the smoke, I'm bouta up 'n' bounce Up 'n' dip, they glaring but Y'know I'm up 'n' out this fuckin' bitch Fuck this shit, fine lettin' y'all 'n' ya mothers down Just ran up a bag on my setup, get up not shit Flick DW, she hit me up all random, stop this talkin' Bullshit 'n' that chaos, that shit stay strong, iss' some nonsense But bitch I'm sick as hell, do this shit well, I'm damn near nauseous (Nauseous, nauseous, huht) (I'm damn near nauseous)