SBY Turner – Sicko’ Home (Lyrics & Video)

Sicko’ Home – SBY Turner Lyrics

SBY

Know I

Know I'm a criminal

Know I'm a criminal

Two scales gone black, call 'em digital

In the whip', whipped back, talkin' physical

Four windows pitch black like the denim folds

I got stacks of bread

Get your girl pinned down, give relaxing head

I'ma go downtown for that aftermath

If it's after set, she gon' get all that

But she think I'm a star

I get too rowdy down past to go-to bars

I got drug problems, liquor stashes, and open cars

You gotta come to open mic for this smoke alarm

'Cause I'm a smoke 'em out

Got two joints down, another open pound

Had to hit the dealer up for the merry-go-round

Henny' turn the bass up and the stereo down

I'm going sеrial now

Bash heads, slash necks in my hospital gown

Cash checks, crack bags, and a fifth of thе Crown

I'm next bitch, yes trick, I'm the best in the town

Got two zip bags under denim folds

Got four rigs now and a blick to the dome

Yes, I lost my home

Yes, I missed that rent

And I wanna go back fore' the days of shit

Yes, I wanna go back when I was a kid

Wanna sit back on a track with another open fifth

Screaming, "I'M THE SHIT"

They should've put me in the sickle home since the days of sicko mode

Steady stay just stickin' homes with the hollow domes

Leave 'em with a hollow home, have 'em knocked on the floor

T the gunner on the flow

Chopping bodies, popping mollies while I'm giving shawty sicko dome

They thinkin' Turner coming quicker than

Sound 'til all the drama commence

Well T got too many hollows to let the followers win

You can hate me while I holler, I'm the top of the list

They don't compare me to shit

They put my name around gold while they just carry my piss

Barracuda in the night, just know there's levels to this

And I would hate to have to walk you to the devil's abyss

But I done seen two-sided shadows and a hell of a witch

You done made it off the bench to fall back down in the trench

And someone call you sorta sharky or a hell of a bitch

If you think you got an army, let my settlers in

I'ma walk you to an alley where the struggle commence

Or I'ma strangle you with denim 'til you fucking condense

I'ma fold 'em out and spin em' know there's levels to this