I’m Siccc

[Intro] It's Dolph (You listen to the sounds of one of the south's best DJs, DJ Teknikz, reppin' street executives) [Chorus: Young Dolph] Yo, wear your master outfit, that's sick I'm feeling good, but I sware my wrist sick In thirty minutes, blew a whole Mike Vick Need more cough syrup 'cause I'm sick (Uh-huh) Yeah, sick (Uh-huh) Sick (Yeah) I'm sick, I'm sick [Verse 1: Young Dolph] Time piece sick and my neck piece the shit Still in the trap tryna get philthy rich Auntie asked me boy, you must be smoking that shit I put my hands up, and said I'm guilty, shit (Teknikz) Black [?], black fit, that's that dope boy shit Shawty said when I'm gon let her suck a dope boy dick Them hoes tell you you blew up and now you think that you the shit Ask them hoes 'bout me, they gon tell you I been doing this shit Thirty minutes fuck around and smoke a whole Mike Vick (Loud) Or some of that stupid extra stanky pretty light shit (Loud) I pull up to pick up my pretty light bitch She asked why I'm drinking medicine, I told her I'm sick [Chorus: Young Dolph] Yo, wear your master outfit, that's sick I'm feeling good, but I sware my wrist sick In thirty minutes, blew a whole Mike Vick Need more cough syrup 'cause I'm sick (Uh-huh) Yeah, sick (Uh-huh) Sick (Yeah) I'm sick, I'm sick [Verse 2: Starlito] My wrist sick, and I'm sick too I need a vacine, and some Patron shots (What else?) And a sack of green, I'm gone On that Dolph shit, my whip a house, bitch Bitch, I quit school, but spent tuition on my outfit (Yeah) Whip match my polo drawers, Louis belt I'm showing off (Hey) Audemar with no flaws, whole zip, I blow it out (Hey) Two pounds of that stupid purple what my show cost (Hey) Smokin' like a nigga sauce, paint the lean, bet I won't cost Sippin' on exclusive, uh, yeah I got my Truey's on A test they can get a pocket, yeah I got my tool on (Baow) Try me bitch, bet you'll be hooked to multiple I got that yellow, make you itch like poison [Chorus: Young Dolph] Yo, wear your master outfit, that's sick I'm feeling good, but I sware my wrist sick In thirty minutes, blew a whole Mike Vick Need more cough syrup 'cause I'm sick (Uh-huh) Yeah, sick (Uh-huh) Sick (Yeah) I'm sick, I'm sick