Keitu Simz - Sea Sick (feat. Rimmy) Lyrics

Psst, psst
She a bad bitch
Understand she a bad bitch
Yo Rimmy dawg pass me my cup
Yeah, Yeah
Pull up on that bitch like

Ay
Bitches hit my line
But they can't can't find me
I dipped
All the hoes they really tryna find me
I dipped
Pink mink nah you can not buy me
The drip
Cash up out the place they fantasize me
I dip

I got hoes that's out in Houston Texas
You can't test me and my Smith and Weston
You can miss me with the second guessing
Call me once don't f*ck with intersections no

Yeah, Yeah
Dumb dope i been cashing all these cheques
Shawty wanna buss it down
Shawty wanna ride the jag
Keitu laced me with a pound
I'm bout to smoke that
Getting high on the daily
I'm about to re-lapse, Ay

Ay, look
Are we really making money?
You don't know
In my feelings but I hardly let it show
You was talking bout some money
Where'd it go?
You was talking bout some money
Where'd it go?
You was talking bout some hunnies
Where'd it go?
You was talking bout you love me
Where'd it go?
You was talking bout some money
Where'd it go?
You was talking bout some money
Where'd it go yeah

Yellow wrist
Looking like the Simpsons, hm
Plenty hoes
But I'm getting sea sick, hm
She took 3 lines
She don't do ticks, hm
From the hood
So I move with caution, hm

Ay
Diamonds on me
Looking like a wet dream
Ay, bitch I'm curry with the f*cking 3
Skrra, pour out vodka for my enemies
Pussy, money, weed
All a nigga need

Are we really making money?
You don't know
In my feelings but I hardly let it show
You was talking bout some money
Where'd it go?
You was talking bout some money
Where'd it go?
You was talking bout some hunnies
Where'd it go?
You was talking bout you love me
Where'd it go?
You was talking bout some money
Where'd it go?
You was talking bout some money
Where'd it go ou

Yeah
Make money the same way you can
Woah, yeah