| Artist | Gucci Mane |
| Category | Foreign Music |
| Genre | Hip-Hop |
| Album | Against All Odds (Track 2) |
| Released | 2026 |
| Duration | 02:43 |
Gucci Mane opens the door to his 2026 release with the intense energy found in Yall make me sick. Positioned as the second track, this song forms a critical part of the 17-track journey through Against All Odds.
The American artistβs latest project showcases a cohesive narrative, with each cut contributing to a broader musical statement. As listeners progress through Against All Odds, the placement of Yall make me sick early in the tracklist signals its role in setting a tone for what follows.
Released in 2026, the project marks a deliberate step in Gucci Maneβs catalog, reflecting a focused approach to songwriting and track sequencing. The careful construction of the album invites audiences to experience the full scope of its 17 tracks as a unified expression.
Gucci Mane Yall make me sick Lyrics:
Wop
It's Gucci (ay, Polo got that pressure)
Fuck nigga (take it, FATBOI)
Get off my dick (huh)
Y'all niggas make me sick (eugh)
Fuck your feelings and opinions (fuck ya)
I don't owe you niggas shit (pussy, go)
Y'all niggas make me sick (eugh)
Y'all smell like a bitch
Same niggas throwin' shade (same niggas throwin' shade)
Be the first to ask for pics (go)
Y'all niggas obsessed, why y'all look so depressed?
While I'm on chillin' on an island while you somewhere stressed (go)
Y'all watch my every move like the season premiere
It be a whole lotta whispers every time I appear
I'm the topic of discussion damn near every day (every day)
Y'all niggas is disgustin', I don't care what you say
Circle gettin' small, loyalty expensive (yeah)
If it ain't real, I don't even pay attention (no)
Bank account flexin', money keep extendin' (extendin')
E'ry loss I ever took, it turned into a lesson (lessons)
I don't throw shots, I just throw racks (yeah)
And I don't throw opinions, I just throw facts (Gucci)
Get off my dick (huh)
Y'all niggas make me sick (eugh)
Fuck your feelings and opinions (fuck ya)
I don't owe you niggas shit (pussy)
Y'all niggas make me sick (eugh)
Y'all smell like a bitch
Same niggas throwin' shade (same niggas throwin' shade)
Be the first to ask for pics (take off)
It's 2026 and I'm still that nigga (still that nigga)
I'm Gucci Mane La Flare and I'm worth nine figures (I'm worth nine figures)
New Rolls-Royce and it cost ten mil' (mil')
House on the hill worth a hundred mil' (a hunnid Ms)
Get off my dick and go and get you a bag (go)
'Cause you ain't sayin' nothin' if you ain't talkin' 'bout cash (stop)
Catch me on the PJ while you waitin' to connect (you waitin' to connect)
Y'all know that I'm the GOAT, y'all forgot who the best (y'all forgot who the best)
When they mention trap legends, nigga, say it with your chest (Wop)
Ain't no co-sign needed, I'm the one cut the check (Gucci)
Y'all still tryna catch up, I ain't finished yet
Got these haters speechless because my foot on they neck (it's Guwop)
Get off my dick (huh)
Y'all niggas make me sick (eugh)
Fuck your feelings and opinions (fuck ya)
I don't owe you niggas shit (pussy)
Y'all niggas make me sick (eugh)
Y'all smell like a bitch
Same niggas throwin' shade (same niggas throwin' shade)
Be the first to ask for pics
Huh







