Rich the Kid - Sick Lyrics

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?)

And my wrist sick, your pockets fit
My pockets fat as shit, I got the baddest bitch (I got the baddest bitch)
My whip's sick, my drip's sick
I just left the doctor, but I'm still sick (what else?)
And my drip, that's sick, my whip, that's sick (skrrt)
Then she wanna f*ck, I want that neck, that's sick
Oh, my bitch, she lit (she lit), my pockets fat as shit (it's fat)
Your pockets stay on fit, boy, you ain't buyin' shit

I hit the doctor for a check up, 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 might drown the bitch (I might drown the bitch)
I just made a half a mil', but I ain't counted it (Rich)
And my wrist sick, your pockets fit
My pockets fat as shit, I got the baddest bitch (I got the baddest bitch)
My whip's sick, my drip's sick
I just left the doctor, but I'm still sick

Let's go
Bitch, I'm sick, like I got the flu (huh?)
F*ckin' around wit' your boo
Yes sir, I'm back in that mood
Pullin' out hunnids and all of 'em blue
Soon as I pull off, all you hear is sh, 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 hoe, 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

And my wrist sick, your pockets fit
My pockets fat as shit, I got the baddest bitch (I got the baddest bitch)
My whip's sick, my drip's sick
I just left the doctor, but I'm still sick (what else?)