Make Me Sick Lyrics – FattMack, Big Yavo, MGM Lett

[Intro: Big Yavo]
Go (Ayy, say, Wicked, what up, man?)

[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Ayy, look, sometimes I forget how much this lil’ b!tch make me sick (What? She make me sick)
Every time she walk away, uh, she look so damn thick (She look like some damn grits)
I might fu*k around and tell her, “Turn around, give me a kiss” (Come here)
On the day I catch my opp, I pray to God, “Don’t let me miss” (For real)
I was so damn broke, I knew one day God would make me rich (I knew it)
Instead of cheating on you, I bring all the girls and let you pick
This money stuffed on top of my thigh for times I was on my d!ck (I was on my d!ck)
I was really on my fu*king pen!s, now I’m having racks like Venus (Racks)

[Verse 1: Big Yavo]
I can’t go home ’til I make some racks and make my day completed
I wonder if I tell you all my secrets, would you fu*king keep ’em? (Would you keep ’em)
I know I sent some fine s*it to your phone, I wish I deleted
Started listening to the voices in my head and they told me, “Beat it” (Told me, “Beat it”)
Yeah, they told me I was right (Right)
Went with my first mind, ain’t got no chance to fu*k up twice (I don’t)
Uh, b!tch act she ain’t know me, seen no bands and she got right (Right)
Yeah, b!tch act she ain’t know me, seen the ice and said, “I’m fine” (Damn)

[Verse 2: MGM Lett]
My lil’ b!tch say she mad at me ’cause she don’t think I’m trying (Trying)
My life feel like it’s passing me, I cannot waste no time (No time)
If you don’t got no cash for me, I won’t pay you no mind (No cash, though)
It’s gon’ be a catastrophe if you don’t pay your fine (Say, it’s gon’ get bad for you)
Call the plug and tell him, “Send it,” (Send it) thought our love was never-ending (Ending)
Ain’t no scrolling, b!tch, I’m trending (Trending), ain’t a dull one in my pendant (Oh)
Ain’t no love up in my city (No love), that’s your b!tch, I’m tryna hit it (Tryna fu*k)
Came from the ground, the nitty-gritty (The ground), I’m riding ’round when I’m tryna get it (I lay it down)
I see you walking out the door, but girl, I know that you ain’t leaving (No, you ain’t leaving)
Don’t know why you tryna act like you won’t be back ‘fore the evening (Be back ‘fore the evening)
See me talking to my ex, you know them texts can be deceiving (You know them texts can be deceiving)
Getting that money, that’s the best way, that’s the best way to get even (Man, that’s the best way to get even)
I put in blood, sweat, no tears, swear I gave it all I got (Gave it all I got)

I’m still tryna shake the streets, the police raiding all my spots (Police raiding all my spots)
I gotta win, can’t face defeat, I been saving all I got (I can’t face defeat)
I got a man, I play for keeps, you can ask the plug what all I buy (I play for keeps)

[Chorus: Big Yavo & FattMack]
Ayy, look, sometimes I forget how much this lil’ b!tch make me sick (What? She make me sick)
Every time she walk away, uh, she look so damn thick (She look like some damn grits)
I might fu*k around and tell her, “Turn around, give me a kiss” (Come here)
On the day I catch my opp, I pray to God, “Don’t let me miss” (For real)
I was so damn broke, I knew one day God would make me rich (I knew it)
Instead of cheating on you, I bring all the girls and let you pick
This money stuffed on top of my thigh for times I was on my d!ck (I was on my d!ck)
I was really on my fu*king pen!s, now I’m having racks like Venus (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: FattMack]
Yeah, n!gga, we just ain’t having a penny, be in the bed staring at the ceiling (Ceiling)
Yeah, wondering if I change my life and do s*it right, would s*it be different? (Different)
Made the best from out this life, b!tch, I’m still smiling ’cause I’m living (I’m living)
And I’m still winning, n!gga ain’t my bro, he just want slide up in these pictures (These pictures)
And I ain’t friendly
That s*it you said to me, stand on that same image, s*it, don’t forget it (Forget it)
You’ll leave him dead for cheap, he can say it’s love but I know that I ain’t with it (With it)
Yeah, you never did s*it for me you can’t call me your friend
When I step out the door, I’ma make it back home
“One thing about Mackenzie, feeling bad for bro ’cause he all alone, he sitting up a prison”
Yeah, if you say you a man, you gotta think ’bout every decision that you make
Every bill you gotta pay, every mouth you gotta feed, every L you had to take
I pop Roxies late at night, I cannot lie, I’m not okay
Yeah, sometimes I wanna die, just get high, this s*it get crazy
I usually pour a line, I’ll pour a deuce on special occasions, s*it expensive, yeah
Please don’t think this s*it sweet ’cause we get hot ’cause we keep pistols

[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Ayy, look, sometimes I forget how much this lil’ b!tch make me sick (What? She make me sick)
Every time she walk away, uh, she look so damn thick (She look like some damn grits)
I might fu*k around and tell her, “Turn around, give me a kiss” (Come here)
On the day I catch my opp, I pray to God, “Don’t let me miss” (For real)
I was so damn broke, I knew one day God would make me rich (I knew it)
Instead of cheating on you, I bring all the girls and let you pick
This money stuffed on top of my thigh for times I was on my d!ck (I was on my d!ck)
I was really on my fu*king pen!s, now I’m having racks like Venus