Lyrics

[Intro]
Schyeah
Schyeah
Schyeah
Damn
[Verse 1]
Sick bitch, sick kid, ooh-wee
Life's crazy, scary, oh, she bad, who you see?
Michael Jackson, beat it, B
Seventeen on my jeans
Had the .9 on me
Don't fall for the boss
If you bleed, then you rock
Shake the seeds, shake 'em off
Gun on me, cut him off
Schyeah
[Chorus]
Why you staring?
Too many chains, yeah, like an Olympian
[Chorus]
Too many chains, yeah, like an Olympian
[Verse 2]
Sick kid, uh, sick bitch
Uh, really rappin', I'm sick of it
I got ten cars in traffic, I went ludicrous
I feel it spillin' out my body, tryna do it, bitch
These **** can't stop, baby, the shoe don't fit
I might go blonde my dreads, go blonde my tips
I might just empty my chamber, reload the clip
With the gang, oh, yeah, known to flip
005, oh, yeah, don't set trip (Schyeah, schyeah)
White bricks, schyeah (Schyeah)
She on that co-co-co, trip, trip, uh-huh (Schyeah)
Pop me another pill, field trip, uh-huh
Feelin' like I was born richer, uh, just like Ricky Hil, uh-huh (Schyeah)
Still alive just like 50, yeah, uh-huh
Southside, bitch, yeah, Riverdale, uh-huh (Schyeah, schyeah)
Southside, bitch, yeah, Riverdale, uh-huh
Schyeah
[Verse 3]
Southside break the scale (Southside, schyeah)
Southside bitch, come braid my hair (Schyeah)
Schyeah, schyeah
Cut your ass, I'll cut your tail (Schyeah)
Country **** with a lot to tell (Schyeah)
Southside, yeah
[Outro]
Schyeah
Schyeah
Written by: Jordan Carter, Clifton Meador Shayne, Corey Moon, Nick Spiders
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