Sick Wit It Rich The Kid

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[Hook]
Late night in the kitchen making double up, put my wrist in it cause I'm motherfucking sick with it
My jeweler got diamonds so big, [?] he a motherfuckin' fool with it
Your hoe she ride that dick, I'ma flood that bitch, that hoe so sick with it
Dab in Givenchy, I'm sick with it
Look at my wrist, I'm so sick with it

[Verse 1]
Dab in Givenchy, I'm sick with it
Sippin on Activ, my cup muddy
I made your bitch my new fuck buddy
Check out my watch, the wrist stay flooded
Diamonds in the Rollie sick
Make a hoe wanna throw up
Sick with it, whole pint I po' up
Actavis, purple I'm slowed up
Counting money I'm fast, I'm sick with it
Laying on bed me with 6 bitches
Foreign I'm riding with no ceiling
You wifing that hoe but that bitch dirty
Bitch [?]
I go get that money, I learn to finesse
You saying niggas said I wouldn't get rich, I never forget

[Hook]
Late night in the kitchen making double up, put my wrist in it cause I'm motherfucking sick with it
My jeweler got diamonds so big, [?] he a motherfuckin' fool with it
Your hoe she ride that dick, I'ma flood that bitch, that hoe so sick with it
Dab in Givenchy, I'm sick with it
Look at my wrist, I'm so sick with it