Normal Niggas Make Me Sick

[Intro: Yung Simmie] One time for my normal niggas Follow me @therealsimmie, man Don't mind the gunshots, them just for the normal niggas, they hatin', you feel me? I'mma cross that line, man Yung Simmie! Uh, whoo!, whoo!, whoo! [Hook: Yung Simmie] Money over any bitch, chase this paper, chase no bitch Niggas on that same shit, you normal niggas make me sick Rider gang, she ride my dick, that's all I give, don't ask for shit Niggas on that same shit, you normal niggas make me sick Bum Bum Bum! You normal niggas make me sick You normal niggas make me sick Bum Bum Bum! You normal niggas make me sick It's rider gang, she ride my dick, that's all I give, don't ask for shit [Verse 1:] In my own zone, blowin' that dro Only chase paper, never chase hoes Niggas is wack and niggas is normal If murder she wrote, I stay with my journal GMT mob bitch, them niggas like hurdles Actions speak louder, I never been verbal Never been social, blowin' that purple Stay with the shells, gas station turtle Tatted up, hair back, Vans and a snapback James Bond swag, I'm fly as a jetpack So abnormal, the swag make 'em step back If you want beef, then I run with the Big Mac Cause I am a big mack Her head on my sixpack, she never forget that Run with the big Glock, no more niggas waste time Word to my g, Shock, who gon' make me stop? GMT three hot, eat 'em like Wingstop No more niggas get popped, no more niggas ain't shit No more niggas chase bitch, niggas on that same shit Me, I'm tryin' to get rich, me, I'm tryin' to get paid Seven days of the week, workin' to the next day Yung Simmie Sosa go nuts like a payday No more niggas ain't shit, niggas on that same shit Me, I'm tryin' to get rich, I don't chase no bitch [Hook] [Verse 2: Bush] Now who you niggas think ya'll foolin'? I paid these refs off, stupid, so I know I ain't losin' I take your chick and introduce her to my rider gang, nigga No Amber Cole, but she do her thing, now that's that rider brain, nigga Okay now, money over everything, chase this paper, never women God as my witness, I'm all about the green like a Celtic These normal niggas walkin', talkin', they jockin' my swagger And I'm just ballin' on these niggas like 41 for the Mavericks Catch me gettin' faded, lookin' for your girl head like I'm about to braid it Normal niggas can't do it, that's why they in the back hatin' Hold on, little buddy, I say it to the back like Ms. Rosie It's real niggas in the front, you better act like you know me Ballin' on these niggas just like I'm Kobe, ah! [Hook]