Sïck
yeat Lyrics


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Bitch, I'm sick, yeah
(Ginseng, where are you)
Bitch, I'm sick, huh (True bliss)
Bitch, I'm sick and I'm still
Making hit's in the stu'
Bitch, I'm sick and I'm still
Making hit's in the stu' (Ugh)
Yeah, you got no excuses (yeah)
Yeah, you can hear it in my voice
Bitch, I'm sick and I'm
Still countin' hundreds, honeybuns
Bitch, I'm sick and I'm
Still countin' hundreds, still ain't done

Yeah, I just pulled up with the mob, bitch
We doin' our job
All of my fingers is crossed
That police do not get involved
Bitch, I just wanna ball
Me and my brothers evolved
I can tell that they mad in they texts
Just by the way that they talk
I'm fuckin' a bitch, my money be twerking
My money could damn near walk
Bitch, I have COVID and I
Don't give a fuck, bitch
I'm still gon' sip on this Wock'
I signed a deal for a lil' seven mil'
And I told 'em I'm still gon' evolve
All of my fans is really my
Family, I told 'em, my twizzy, my dawg
I still geek up and I stand in
The sky, bitch, I'm gettin' it gone
But I'm talkin' 'bout packs
I made a company
I started rentin' some cars and I made
Me a whole lot of racks
Bitch, I am different from all of the
Rest, but I told you I'm simple
I don't gotta tax
You get popped like a pimple if you play
With my brothers, don't ride with your bitch
We gon' pull up and wax
I light it up, send it in the sky, bitch
It's gone (Huh)
She like the way I smell, she like my cologne
(Ugh) i don't wanna talk to this bitch
Don't call my phone (Ugh)
I'm fuckin' your best friend, baby
You ain't even know (Ugh)

Bitch, I'm sick, yeah bitch, I'm sick, huh
Bitch, I'm sick and I'm still
Making hit's in the stu'
Bitch, I'm sick and I'm still
Making hit's in the stu' (Ugh)
Yeah, you got no excuses (yeah)
Yeah, you can hear it in my voice
Bitch, I'm sick and I'm
Still countin' hundreds, honeybuns
Bitch, I'm sick and I'm
Still countin' hundreds, still ain't done

Right wrist sixty, we get vicious
Pull up on a bitch, she gon' lick it




She clean my dick up just like the dishes
Huh

Overall Meaning

In Yeat's song "Sïck", the lyrics express the rapper's confidence and resilience, despite facing various obstacles. The repetition of "Bitch, I'm sick" and "I'm still making hits in the stu'" show how Yeat is unapologetic about his life and career choices, and is determined to keep going despite any setbacks, including the current COVID-19 pandemic. He also references his deal with a record label, indicating success in his professional life, along with his fans being his family and his team being his brothers. Yeat's also highlights his carefree attitude towards his relationships and lifestyle, suggesting a sense of reckless behavior through references to sleeping with someone's best friend and filling his music with vulgar language and sexual references.


The use of the phrase "hundred, honeybuns" could be interpreted as a reference to the amount of money Yeat has earned. He also mentions his success in car rental, stating that he has made a whole lot of money from it. The lyrics that follow show his self-confidence, as he calls himself different from others and states that he doesn't need to tax anyone. Finally, in the last few lines, Yeat references a sexual encounter, using vulgar language to describe the woman performing oral sex on him.


Overall, "Sïck" showcases Yeat's cocky and rebellious persona, hinting at a carefree and hedonistic lifestyle. The song has a trap beat and a repetitive chorus that ensures the lyrics are memorable, and with its high-energy, is designed to be played in clubs and parties.


Line by Line Meaning

Bitch, I'm sick, yeah
I'm feeling unwell, but still successful


(Ginseng, where are you)
Asking for a specific type of medicine


Bitch, I'm sick, huh (True bliss)
Despite being sick, I still feel happy and content


Bitch, I'm sick and I'm still Making hit's in the stu'
Even though I'm sick, I'm still creating and releasing music


Bitch, I'm sick and I'm still Making hit's in the stu' (Ugh)
Still making music, even though it's a struggle


Yeah, you got no excuses (yeah)
You have no reason not to succeed


Yeah, you can hear it in my voice
My illness is evident in my vocals


Bitch, I'm sick and I'm Still countin' hundreds, honeybuns
Despite my sickness, I'm still making a lot of money


Bitch, I'm sick and I'm Still countin' hundreds, still ain't done
Continuing to make money, and not stopping any time soon


Right wrist sixty, we get vicious Pull up on a bitch, she gon' lick it She clean my dick up just like the dishes Huh
Graphic sexual content




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