[Verse 1: Kid Ink]

Okay, wake up in the morning, break a swisher

Turn to a model like Eva Pigford, hop up out the bed in the Gucci slippers

Tell MTV I'm a made nigga with all this dirty money, need a maid nigga

If you think you a beast, my cage bigger

True I see food, sick has checked out the ICU

If you look into my eyes, red like T2

I'm about to shut it down, tell them niggas reboot

Baby I could spend it all, it ain't shit to recoupe

In the building throwing money off the roof like juice

Everyday's Christmas, you feel the presents

I get right inside the building like it's September eleventh

Raise a glass for the fallen, hope they get the message

Ill said sick 'em, I told him get a medic

[Chorus: Kid Ink]

I took a look inside the mirror, mirror on the wall

This is what it saw, I'm the sickest of 'em all

I'm the sickest of 'em all, you ain't sick at all

'Bout to turn into a beast, gon' sick 'em dog

Gon' sick 'em dog, I'ma get 'em all, I said I be getting off

'Bout to turn into a beast, gon' sick 'em dog

[Verse 2: Cory Gunz]

Yeah, I am at all the sickest one

I live this rap shit like this gat shit, women you would know the Gun

By high school I was so gone so drawn by the battle, I would get a pass

Spit a punch little line, let a little lunch fly get to class

Now there's no more of that, just me how I shoulda done right

Ink said Hell no Gunz, what why? What I ain't tatted enough to be on Alumni?

Catch the same body, with the same shotty, the same side of me, tears tatted under the same eye

I go hard like I'm playing for the game, I know y'all niggas want to get in but you can't try

Cause they got so many rich niggas in this Militia, that I could talk about a killer like I can't die

K-I, if they gon' peep tell 'em peep up

Bling, but even with my upkeep, they couldn't keep up

To think all that talking ain't dig a sinking ship

Niggas leaking Militia more than a sink'll drip

But I don't think of shit, I'm learning at this war

Sometimes you gotta leave the bag burning at the door

'Cause now the joke is on you niggas, tryna kick the fire

'Cause now it's Cash Money and they all as sick as I am

[Chorus: Kid Ink]

I took a look inside the mirror, mirror on the wall

This is what it saw, I'm the sickest of 'em all

I'm the sickest of 'em all, you ain't sick at all

'Bout to turn into a beast, gon' sick 'em dog

Gon' sick 'em dog, I'ma get 'em all, I said I be getting off

'Bout to turn into a beast, gon' sick 'em dog

[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]

Money talks nigga, so what the fuck you saying?

Put up or shut up, if you ain't paying, you ain't playing

Ten toes down I'm on my feet

Seven thou a show, seven shows in the week

I ain't stupid rich but I'm hella comfy

Getting money, one hundred thousand in the Louis duffy

Together we live, divided we die

Young Money, fly team boy we live in the sky

My daddy said before he died, look a man in his eye

Read 'em like a book, you can tell the truth from a lie

Promised my mamma she'll be riding in the coupe 'fore I die

And my flow gon get us everything we wanted no lie

Fuck it I'm itching for the limelight

And they say Gudda you should wait until the times right

And I'm like nah, nigga, I want it now, I want it now I'm not waitin'

'Cause the flow blazin' and I'm hot like Satan, so

[Chorus: Kid Ink]

I took a look inside the mirror, mirror on the wall

This is what it saw, I'm the sickest of 'em all

I'm the sickest of 'em all, you ain't sick at all

'Bout to turn into a beast, gon' sick 'em dog

Gon' sick 'em dog, I'ma get 'em all, I said I be getting off

'Bout to turn into a beast, gon' sick 'em dog