Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Make Em Sick, artist - Lil Raven.
Date of issue: 20.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Make Em Sick |
The way I’m rich, make 'em sick |
Hit it from the back, make her have a fit |
All this water on me, I think my chain can swim |
They liked me better when I was broke, ain’t had shit |
I stay fly, when I pop out, it make 'em sick |
New coupe, when I hop out it make 'em sick |
Fuckin' on that bitch that crashin' make 'em sick |
I got bands on me, spend it make 'em sick |
Make 'em sick, make 'em sick, make 'em sick |
Ice all on my wrist, boy we cannot take no pic |
I stay fly, when I pop out, it make 'em sick |
New coupe, when I hop out it make 'em sick |
Make 'em sick, make 'em sick, make 'em sick |
Make 'em sick, make 'em sick, make 'em sick |
Fuckin' on that bitch that crashin' make 'em sick |
I got bands on me, spend it make 'em sick |
All these snakes in the grass, I can hear them hissin' |
Yellow bone bitch, she look like a Simmson |
You can’t get in touch with me, it not that simple |
I can tell they sick, they got all the symptoms |
They diagnosed, I stay clean like some baby wipes |
Count 'em bands up all day, count 'em bands up late at night |
These Cartier frames, you won’t ever see these in your life |
Bad bitch with these heels, that’s my favorite type |
She wet like rain, no umbrella |
Jealously, it’s whatever |
They hate on me, they got vendetta |
When I blow all of these racks, got 'em feelin' under the weather |
Spendin', it make 'em sick, spendin', it make 'em sick |
I’m with my dogs like Michael Vick and they trendin', sick |
He say he got 5 rings, nigga I got 6 |
Spend more money on my bitch than you’ll ever spent |
Aye, new money, it’s a new me, YSL cologne, I never stink |
I’m skatin' in the coupe, not no skatin' rink |
Had to go and flood my neck, tsunami link |
The way I’m rich, make 'em sick |
Hit it from the back, make her have a fit |
All this water on me, I think my chain can swim |
They liked me better when I was broke, ain’t had shit |
I stay fly, when I pop out, it make 'em sick |
New coupe, when I hop out it make 'em sick |
Fuckin' on that bitch that crashin' make 'em sick |
I got bands on me, spend it make 'em sick |
Make 'em sick, make 'em sick, make 'em sick |
Ice all on my wrist, boy we cannot take no pic |
I stay fly, when I pop out, it make 'em sick |
New coupe, when I hop out it make 'em sick |
Make 'em sick, make 'em sick, make 'em sick |
Make 'em sick, make 'em sick, make 'em sick |
Fuckin' on that bitch that crashin' make 'em sick |
I got bands on me, spend it make 'em sick |