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Sick (feat. Dababy) Lyrics


Rich The Kid Sick (feat. Dababy)

[Intro: Rich The Kid]
Pull up in a foreign, that's sick
Two hundred on a watch, that's sick
Got it on smash
Money don't fold, that's sick
1, 1, 1 (What else?)

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
And my wrist sick (Wrist sick), your pockets fit (Fit)
My pockets fat as shit, I got the baddest bitch (I got the baddest bitch)
My whip sick (My whip sick), my drip sick (My drip sick)
I just left the doctor, but I'm still sick (But I'm still sick, what else?)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
And my drip, that's sick (Sick), my whip, that's sick (Skrrt)
Think she wanna f..ck, I want that neck, that's sick (There you go)
Ooh, my bitch, she lit (She lit), my pockets fat as shit (It's fat)
Your pockets stay on fit (Woo, woo, woo, woo), boy, you ain't buyin' shit
I hit the doctor for a checkup, but I'm still sick (But I'm still sick)
Man, I know y'all niggas broke, y'all spendin' counterfeit (There you go)
Flood the Richard Mille, I just might drown the bitch (I just might drown the
bitch)
I just made a half a mill', but I ain't counted it (Rich)

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & DaBaby]
And my wrist sick (Wrist sick), your pockets fit (Fit)
My pockets fat as shit, I got the baddest bitch (I got the baddest bitch)
My whip sick (My whip sick), my drip sick (My drip sick)
I just left the doctor, but I'm still sick (But I'm still sick, what else? Let's go)

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
Bitch, I'm sick, like I got the flu (Huh?)
f..ckin' around wit' your boo (Yessir)
I'm back in that mood
Pullin' out hundreds and all of 'em blue
Soon as I pull off, all you hear is shh, vroom
Blessin' the bitch, like achoo
BDB ENT, bitch, you know how we do
You wanna f..ck, baby, you gon' f..ck the crew, yeah
Nasty, nasty, nasty
Check out my wrist, bitch, it looks like the last one
She got a kid and her kid in my Cuban
She callin' me baby, she callin' me daddy (Damn)
I cannot play with a ho, she don't wanna f..ck, she go home in a taxi (Yup)
Won't even get that bitch an Uber (Huh?), just spent a lil' bag on my jewelry

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
And my wrist sick (Wrist sick), your pockets fit (Fit)
My pockets fat as shit, I got the baddest bitch (I got the baddest bitch)
My whip sick (My whip sick), my drip sick (My drip sick)
I just left the doctor, but I'm still sick (But I'm still sick, what else?)


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