Señor Bones - Corona Chillen' - Single

Corona Chillen'

Cruisin' down the street in my white Honda
Driving with my knee just so I can roll up
Empty Streets at night
Curfew
Corona
I smoke to sleep
After dark just can't have enough

Call it a mass pandemic
I think I need a medic
This shit is problematic
Ain't no money stacking
My company is lacking
I grab the weed i'm packing
Inhale the blackness then I'll work on records
I'll lead them to the back then

Quarantine
Codeine
I can't get to sleep
Trapped within a deep seam like a memory
Four walls just feel like a cage to me
Sleeping alone again I guess i'll see you in my dreams

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Writer(s): Spencer Beynon
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