[Chorus]
I’m sick bitch
Ain’t never felt this
This shit get real quick
I’m throwing big fits
I’m rushing like blitz
We cooking like grits
Just wait til shit hits
Then you gon’ feel this
Out of body dreams
This shit gon’ have you flown
My shooters get you right
My shooters get you blown
You talking super nice
But now you on the floor
This shit go super fye
This shit gon’ take you home

[Verse 1: exxy!]
Out of body
Send you off this Earth then pour one out, Bacardi
Ain’t death, nah it’s rebirth, you feel it off exotic
You gone, yeah it’s gon’ hurt, but I’ll take care of your shawty
Don’t worry, just stay tripping off all those narcotics
On real shit
Like every piece that I got on, it’s on your wishlist
You hear me jumping at that show I’m tryna kill shit
Like no survivors, if you lеave then you ain’t been lit
Bitch you gon’ feel this
[Verse 2: Lunchbox]

[Chorus]
I’m sick bitch
Ain’t nevеr felt this
This shit get real quick
I’m throwing big fits
I’m rushing like blitz
We cooking like grits
Just wait til shit hits
Then you gon’ feel this
Out of body dreams
This shit gon’ have you flown
My shooters get you right
My shooters get you blown
You talking super nice
But now you on the floor
This shit go super fye
This shit gon’ take you home