Quarantine

Quarantine ain't in no mansion
I got the new criminals just like Chris Hanson
I'm tired of camping
I'm tryna three sixty no scope and then go and then land it
Damn it
Man I need an expansion
I'm so tired of putting my hands up
I'm just tryna hop up in the phantom
Too bad I can't even drive
My bad my nigga I lied
Spinning again spin with the guys
Run up and he getting fried
Come with the choppas you know that we slide
Shooting them k's and we melting his eyes
My glock his bi
Shoot any nigga that try me
Know that he ended up white tee
You is a thot bitch not wifey
Need me a bitch with a patek
To this rap shit i'm an addict
Nigga you get it I had it
Shot wetter than water i'm splashing
Diamonds is dancing and they is flashing
I get a check what i'm cashing
I get your bitch I blow her back in
Nigga you know what im taxing
I get these features i'm just relaxing
Gimme green money it's grass sent
Nigga a pro call me that bassin'
Sliding all black like i'm batman
Niggas is denzel they is just acting
They is not fucking with me
I am like bumble like bee
Niggas is honey they sweet

Been waiting three years for this motherfucker gang
Damn



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Writer(s): Brandon Marter
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