Uh, since niggas is on quarantine
A nigga rapping in some, like, house shoes
I-I don't, I don't even know if we supposed
To be able to do this with our feet out
I, okay, go, anyone, okay, I'ma go anyway, yeah
Saddle up, pour libation in my cup
In the spirit of the living legends Daz and Kurupt
Fuck a bitch, get a bag and your life and run it up
Post-Corona, I'm gon' be a rap promoter
So I can book them desperate niggas, disrespect them niggas
Have some empty-ass venues and check them niggas
I been asked to stop drinking but I'm no quitter
I'm who's coming to dinner, a professional winner
Slightly retarded, emotionally I'm battered and bitter
Hoarding gasoline and groceries that'll last 'til the winter
More importantly I am biased, making horrible decisions
From where I'm living to who I'm giving some money and women
Women be claiming I want 'em but I ain't looking for pussy
Unless it does something special, making a noise like a Wookie
Whoop me a nigga for looky-looing, the fuck is you doing?
I'm going crazy in quarantine, I don't even feel human, fuck (Yeah)
Seh me shot e seek out pussy dem (Pussy dem)
And me fire reach out to nuff a dem
Badman, me roll like the shutter dem (Shutter dem)
And nuff coppa shower pon all a dem man down
Man down
Tell dem people that me killing spree, it nah done
So when me pop off and me rock off, dem can't run (Ayy, ayy)
We chop up any boy just for fun, say man down
What the fuck? I repeat, what the fuck?
Post-Corona, there's no more passing the blunt
We ain't dapping it up, just salute when you see me
People believing everything they seeing on the TV
I just bought six bottles of Henny from the Ralph's
To get drunk and sit home on my couch
Thousands and thousands on Postmates, I'm sick of working out
Take the canned cheese, spray it in my mouth, I'm depressed
(Um, what the fuck are you watching?)
All I think about is breasts
And how to get this hot dog water out my nuts onto your chest
Fans only Pornhub cash app relationships
You could literally point, drag, click, post and make a bitch
Yeah, I'm just a serial killer
But I ain't killing nobody, I'm staring up at the ceiling
After the quarantine, I'll be ready and willing
Until then, I'm just smoking and chilling
Seh me shot e seek out pussy dem (Pussy dem)
And me fire reach out to nuff a dem
Badman, me roll like the shutter dem (Shutter dem)
And nuff coppa shower pon all a dem man down
Man down
Tell dem people that me killing spree, it nah done
So when me pop off and me rock off, dem can't run (Ayy, ayy)
We chop up any boy just for fun, say man down
The don gorgon (Ooh)
Make way, bitch, I beg your pardon (Ah, ha)
You reassured by larger London (Ooh)
Whasta say a prayer, put your man down (Ha)
The culprits ran away, them long gone
Guitar string broke when I pluck your girl's thong
I keep the plan to stay working but something's gone wrong (Ooh)
You fucked my distribution up to Hong Kong
Bobby digi shot, bust my nigga, bang, bang
Success, it is a must we drop a bomb, bomb
Please just remain calm
You see them bad boy, them you should refrain from (Ooh)
Tattoo on my arm one of the main psalms (Ooh)
Challenged by the fact you got a gay moms (Ha)
Look, when it's war, we gotta raise arms (Ha)
And buy Xzibit's grenades, napalm (Yeah)
Seh me shot e seek out pussy dem (Pussy dem)
And me fire reach out to nuff a dem
Badman, me roll like the shutter dem (Shutter dem)
And nuff coppa shower pon all a dem man down
Man down
Tell dem people that me killing spree, it nah done
So when me pop off and me rock off, dem can't run (Ayy, ayy)
We chop up any boy just for fun, say man down
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