More songs by Lil Gnar
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Description
Mastering Engineer: Clinton "HeadAche" Walker III
Unknown: Clinton "HeadAche" Walker III
Mixer: Clinton "HeadAche" Walker III
Vocals: Lil Gnar
Producer: Travis Barker
Programming: Travis Barker
Vocals: Travis Barker
Writer: Caleb Sheppard
Writer: Matt Malpass
Writer: Travis Barker
Lyrics and translation
Original
Sick, sick. Sick, sick, sick.
Took you nothing brave, you can't put me in a cage, bitch. Playin' with my family and I rip your fuckin' face off.
Ridin' with the chops, doubled up like a double cup.
Fuck you, run and fuck, you ain't never seen a choppa dump. Bitch, I'm sick, bitch, I'm sick, bitch, I'm sick in the head.
Got that bag by myself when they let me out for dead.
Bitch, I'm sick, bitch, I'm sick, bitch, I'm sick in the head.
Got that bag by myself when they let me out for dead. All of these niggas, they bitches, they bitch, uh.
House still on his sleeve.
Rollin' the gas of the cookie, I gave him sativa out of a frond to leaf, uh. How could you lie to me? Supposed to be down and just ridin' with me.
Never gon' leave from beside of me. Now a new bitch is beside of me.
Hollow tips at your intestines turn into lo mein, uh.
Cannonball, I eat the beef, I'll blow you like Cobain. Hollow tips at your intestines turn into lo mein, uh.
Cannonball, I eat the beef, I'll blow you like Cobain.
'Cause I'm sick, 'cause I'm sick, 'cause I'm sick in the head. 'Cause I'm sick, 'cause I'm sick, I feel like The
Walking Dead. Took you nothing brave, you can't put me in a cage, bitch.
Playin' with my family and I rip your fuckin' face off.
Ridin' with the chops, doubled up like a double cup. Fuck you, run and fuck, you ain't never seen a choppa dump.
Bitch, I'm sick, bitch, I'm sick, bitch, I'm sick in the head.
Got that bag by myself when they let me out for dead. Bitch, I'm sick, bitch, I'm sick, bitch,
I'm sick in the head. Got that bag by myself when they let me out for dead.