90 - Pet Peeve Lyrics

Untwist the cap, my eyes roll back
Goddamn that shit is so strong
These bottles pourin I'm boring
I need that shot of Patron
Self made man, did it by myself
Had to get it on my own
Flight to your city, bouta touch down
Feel like Patrick Mahomes
You a groupie, you a wannabe
Boy you a clone
I like my girls to be faithful
I can't mess with no hoe
This virus spreading, I'm heading
Right back to my home
You payin people to write
This here is straight off the dome

I'm only 19
I'm chasin my dream
It's adding up like a money machine
I'm in quarantine
My fit lookin clean
But I can't leave that's my pet peeve

It ain't Halloween
But I think I might scream
Cuz recent months have been a horrible dream
First lost juice
Then we lost bean
Now we tryna fight COVID-19

I'm only 19
It's hard to perceive
What's good what's bad for me
I murder my beats
Tryna flea the scene
But I can't leave that's my pet peeve (Uh)

No I can't leave that's my pet peeve (Uh)
Cuz I'm stuck in f*ckin quarantine (Uh)
No I can't leave that's my pet peeve
Even though my, my whip had just got cleaned (Uh)
But I can't leave that's my pet peeve (Aye)
Listen up

Talk to me nice
Don't check the price
Bouta blow a bag
Buy something nice
Buy sum for the ladies
She think my Jeep a Mercedes
I wanna uh
I wanna uh
I wanna do my own thing on the daily
I wanna see the squad I swear to god
But I been stuck inside as of lately

Fake love all around me
Please stop calling my phone
You only hit me when you need things
Please just leave me alone
Been in the Stu ain't nothing new
I feel like I'm in my zone
I feel like I'm Bueller, don't do my schoolwork
Now I just need me a Sloane

Took a deep breath
Blew out the candle
Look to my left
She killed the handle
Now she's a mess
She is a handful
Spilled on her dress
Lost both sandals

Haven't you heard?
Heard of the scandal
Turn on tv
Flip through the channels
Just to see
Our world in shambles
Running down roads
Who dropped the anvil?

Get it?

Like Road Runner
And Wile E. Coyote
We are not homies
You just tryna throw me off
This ain't a game
Stay in your lane
Don't try to cut me off
We aren't the same
You are a lame
Starting to piss me off

I'm only 19
I'm chasin my dream
It's adding up like a money machine
I'm in quarantine
My fit lookin clean
But I can't leave that's my pet peeve

It ain't Halloween
But I think I might scream
Cuz ecent months have been a horrible dream
First lost juice
Then we lost bean
Now we tryna fight COVID-19

I'm only 19
It's hard to perceive
What's good what's bad for me
I murder my beats
Tryna flea the scene
But I can't leave that's my pet peeve (Uh)
I can't leave thats my pet peeve (Uh)
Cuz I'm stuck in f*ckin quarantine