So Sick Wit It

Uhh

Yeah! This how we do this

(Sick Boi)

Gonna show y'all how I does

Childish, Gambino

Gambino, on the real

Let's do it

Girl show your wobble off

I'm not Queen Latifah but I (Set It Off)

I'm lookin like a tight rainbow, Kangols, got my blue

ruse

Lookin like candy so I'm goody two-shoes

Call me (Spruce Goose) cause my clothes so fly

I'm not Howard Hughes, but I'm not a sane guy

I'm a (Big Mac), you just a small fry

Tryin so hard to get that swagger like mine

And got them steps off my head, I guess my mind wanders

Try to emulate my (Lifestyle) like condoms

I'm fly on the mic, I'm fly as a DJ

I keep a thick chick on (The Wire) like (Wee-Bey)

He say, she say that I so handsome

And Flay keep away from this girl like Ransom

Sorry that your girl all Europe like Tyler

You know him from the South, I stay dirty like Tyler

So sick with it that they call me ebola

My boombox handy, blastin that stank

You can Marcus like Quimby, they call me the Tank

Cause nobody can touch me, I'm fire with a fade

I ate a La-Z-Boy but I'm always gettin laid

I'm jack of all trades, I can do no wrong

I'm make a huge fart and it style like a song

I talk jibber jabber and it comes out words

I shit out cavities, you flossin my turds

I don't like ice; a little bit of gold and them Nikes

The Cool Kids understand my plight

I'm a simple Sam - I'm always thick with it

cause that's who I am - I keep that shit slick

like my name was Pam - and even if I did it

I'd be the flyest nigga drivin 'round in a Civic

And for those who didn't get it, you should play it

back

I'm sick like a dog on crack, f'real