Sea Sick

[Outro: Brocko]
Flat or on its side?
It was a ring
Do you think it this was...
Yeah

[Verse 1: Brocko]
Modelo in my hand
I like the view of the models, popping' off champagne bottles
Ocean view can make you seasick, said that you bulimic
I can feel the ship sink, right up off the deep end
Said that we can talk about it, but I guess that depends
The shit you told me last night, it just don't add up (Doesn't add up)
Got me talkin' out my ass
Like it's stand-up
Adam Sandler dad drip, actin' grown-up
But we still ain't grown-up
Hit you wit' my number, I'ma flirt, I can't own up
Hit you with that m- mm

[Verse 2: Brocko]
Yeah, the shit we talkin' is irrelevant
Tell your dad 'bout the recent day developments
Spittin' game to thе ladies, no impediment (Today, Junior!)
Need a girl to hold mе down, super delicate
Yeah, I need a wife type
I ain't really with the bull like it's primetime, yeah
Kept a buck on my time
You just need some me-time (You need some time)
And I need some green time, up up in the mountains
Shittin' on some leaves, take a shower in the Fountain of Youth
With my homie Steve in the back, he puffin' on Juul
I keep a stack with my people, we some fuckin' fools