santa fe - Sick As a Dog (feat. Lhska) Lyrics

Hey, hey, I don't give a f*ck
About your sleazy ass ways, stuck in the mud
Well it was one for the money but you didn't show
And by three I was gone I was sick as a dog
Three I was gone I was sick as a dog

Your mama should have told you to be nice to boys
Cuz some get broken hearted and start makin' noise
I can scream I can shout, Oh what good will it do?
Over and out and a big f*ck you
Not gonna spread a rumor, but you make me sick
Left me after three days, god damn what a prick
Now you're smokin' cigarettes in the New England fog
And I'm not gonna lie you make me sick as a dog
Not gonna lie you make me sick as a dog

Hey, hey, I don't give a f*ck
About your sleazy ass ways, stuck in the mud
Well it was one for the money but you didn't show
And by three I was gone I was sick as a dog
Three I was gone I was sick as a dog

Three hours gone I was sick as a dog
Drank the whole bottle now I'm feeling real lost
You broke my heart so it's a big f*ck you I'm gone
I miss the smell of your perfume, the way you hit the blunt
Left me after three days we f*ck inside the bedroom
Go my own way, know you throwin' shade, smack me in the face
Now I'm getting lipstick on my face, I can't seem to stay away
Stuck inside the mud you call my phone I pick up right away

Hey, hey, I don't give a f*ck
About your sleazy ass ways, stuck in the mud
Well it was one for the money but you didn't show
And by three I was gone I was sick as a dog
Three I was gone I was sick as a dog

Big man upstairs, I don't think he's got my back
Cuz I've never been one to pray or give back
To all the people who try to control how I live
Well I'm not gonna lie you make me sick as a dog
Here's to all the haters, nay-sayers, and cucks
Say what you will, I don't give a f*ck
To all the people who told me to keep my day job
Well I'm not gonna lie you make me sick as a dog
Not gonna lie you make me sick as a dog

Hey, hey, I don't give a f*ck
About your sleazy ass ways, stuck in the mud
Well it was one for the money but you didn't show
And by three I was gone I was sick as a dog
Three I was gone I was sick as a dog
About your sleazy ass ways, stuck in the mud (The way you hit the blunt, now I'm feeling real lost)
Well it was one for the money but you didn't show (Left me after three days, f*ck you I'm gone)
And by three I was gone I was sick as a dog
Three I was gone I was sick as a dog