​sick remix lyrics

by

Yeat


[Intro]
I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick

[Verse]
I had to keep a lil' hint in my pocket, so that I know where I'm keeping my rocket
Get around b*tches, he high as rabbit
We all know that n*gga is solid
Ya' n*gga getting his education, might f*ck around and go straight up to college
They sayin', "I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick"
Might f*ck on your b*tch, then dip, 'cause I'm poppin' (Yeah, ohh)
You got no excuses (Yeah, ohh)
I keep flowing on this beat, 'cause I'm loose (Yeah, ohh)
That b*tch eat me up so gummy like she toothless (Yeah, ohh)
All y'all n*ggas act so stupid, yeah, act so stupid, why (All y'all n*ggas act so—)
I had to run like a muhf*ckin' track-meet
Met up with this b*tch, she said, I'm attractive
I saw those bands, that n*gga can't catch me
Light up his block, that sh*t is so tragic
I keep a stick, a stick, a stick
A n*gga want try them, we gon' let 'em have it
Thesе n*gga' broke, I'm rich, I'm rich
Might buy a [?] house and then go in thе attic

[Outro]
You got no excuses, you can hear it in my voice
b*tch, I'm sick, and I'm still making hits, in the stu'
b*tch, I'm— eh, f*ck this song
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