Yuh
I'm in the booth with my mask on
Got this bottle of seventeen
Six shots inna 38
(Yea ouuu)
She want to quarantine and f*ck that's wassup
So I dig her out
Talking shit told her watch her mouth before I kick her out
Better watch out for that bird flu
F*ck corona curfew
Get money
I deserve to
Wash my hand when I serve you
Its crazy
How one day the world could turn
Think its time we all wake up
I hope we don't crash and burn
Stop spreading germs bitch you nasty
I got that confirmed
Easy peezy gripping weave
I thought this bitch had a perm
Please don't ask me about what cloud I touch
Type to give an angel dust
Doomsday grips I bet I'll bust
No-one ever earned my trust
Virus got the game f*cked up
I'm well prepared I'm armored up
Full metal jacket who fighting bra
Heater gone bite like Tyson (Tyson)
Oh oh oh (ohhh)
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Oh oh oh
She cant keep her hands off me
Mami never wanna leave
We gone f*ck and quarantine
Oh oh
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Oh oh oh
Pour the Remy in my cup
Go chef it up
We cant leave so we gone quarantine and f*ck.
Lighting up fifties of cookies and cream
Live everyday like I'm stuck in a dream
Still get this money that shit in genes
I aint faking the funk bitch im all bout my green
Boss of all bosses
My chick is a Queen
She searching the net for dior and celine
Stuck in the house you cant go in them stores
F*ck it lil baby just pick it is yours
Make your decision then suck on this
(woooo)
I got the sauce she got the juice
Shawty like blues I got a clue
Watching the news in a pussy cocoon
Smack on her ass till its pink like baboon
Knockin' em down bada bing bada boom
Quarantine vibes bitch the tape comin soon
Its up and its stuck I go up like balloon
Ohh ohh ohh
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Oh oh oh
She cant keep her hands off me
Mami never wanna leave
We gone f*ck and quarantine
Oh oh
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Ohh ohh ohh
Pour the Remy in my cup
Go chef it up
We cant leave so we gone quarantine and f*ck.
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Yuh
I'm in the booth with my mask on
Got this bottle of seventeen
Six shots inna 38
(Yea ouuu)
She want to quarantine and f*ck that's wassup
So I dig her out
Talking shit told her watch her mouth before I kick her out
Better watch out for that bird flu
F*ck corona curfew
Get money
I deserve to
Wash my hand when I serve you
Its crazy
How one day the world could turn
Think its time we all wake up
I hope we don't crash and burn
Stop spreading germs bitch you nasty
I got that confirmed
Easy peezy gripping weave
I thought this bitch had a perm
Please don't ask me about what cloud I touch
Type to give an angel dust
Doomsday grips I bet I'll bust
No-one ever earned my trust
Virus got the game f*cked up
I'm well prepared I'm armored up
Full metal jacket who fighting bra
Heater gone bite like Tyson (Tyson)
Oh oh oh (ohhh)
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Oh oh oh
She cant keep her hands off me
Mami never wanna leave
We gone f*ck and quarantine
Oh oh
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Oh oh oh
Pour the Remy in my cup
Go chef it up
We cant leave so we gone quarantine and f*ck.
Lighting up fifties of cookies and cream
Live everyday like I'm stuck in a dream
Still get this money that shit in genes
I aint faking the funk bitch im all bout my green
Boss of all bosses
My chick is a Queen
She searching the net for dior and celine
Stuck in the house you cant go in them stores
F*ck it lil baby just pick it is yours
Make your decision then suck on this
(woooo)
I got the sauce she got the juice
Shawty like blues I got a clue
Watching the news in a pussy cocoon
Smack on her ass till its pink like baboon
Knockin' em down bada bing bada boom
Quarantine vibes bitch the tape comin soon
Its up and its stuck I go up like balloon
Ohh ohh ohh
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Oh oh oh
She cant keep her hands off me
Mami never wanna leave
We gone f*ck and quarantine
Oh oh
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Ohh ohh ohh
Pour the Remy in my cup
Go chef it up
We cant leave so we gone quarantine and f*ck.
I'm in the booth with my mask on
Got this bottle of seventeen
Six shots inna 38
(Yea ouuu)
She want to quarantine and f*ck that's wassup
So I dig her out
Talking shit told her watch her mouth before I kick her out
Better watch out for that bird flu
F*ck corona curfew
Get money
I deserve to
Wash my hand when I serve you
Its crazy
How one day the world could turn
Think its time we all wake up
I hope we don't crash and burn
Stop spreading germs bitch you nasty
I got that confirmed
Easy peezy gripping weave
I thought this bitch had a perm
Please don't ask me about what cloud I touch
Type to give an angel dust
Doomsday grips I bet I'll bust
No-one ever earned my trust
Virus got the game f*cked up
I'm well prepared I'm armored up
Full metal jacket who fighting bra
Heater gone bite like Tyson (Tyson)
Oh oh oh (ohhh)
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Oh oh oh
She cant keep her hands off me
Mami never wanna leave
We gone f*ck and quarantine
Oh oh
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Oh oh oh
Pour the Remy in my cup
Go chef it up
We cant leave so we gone quarantine and f*ck.
Lighting up fifties of cookies and cream
Live everyday like I'm stuck in a dream
Still get this money that shit in genes
I aint faking the funk bitch im all bout my green
Boss of all bosses
My chick is a Queen
She searching the net for dior and celine
Stuck in the house you cant go in them stores
F*ck it lil baby just pick it is yours
Make your decision then suck on this
(woooo)
I got the sauce she got the juice
Shawty like blues I got a clue
Watching the news in a pussy cocoon
Smack on her ass till its pink like baboon
Knockin' em down bada bing bada boom
Quarantine vibes bitch the tape comin soon
Its up and its stuck I go up like balloon
Ohh ohh ohh
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Oh oh oh
She cant keep her hands off me
Mami never wanna leave
We gone f*ck and quarantine
Oh oh
Sipping seventeen
Stacks of twenties in my jeans
Still gone hustle any means
Ohh ohh ohh
Pour the Remy in my cup
Go chef it up
We cant leave so we gone quarantine and f*ck.
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