3 weeks in the crib I ain't even see the sky
On the phone with a baddie but I know she telling lies
Stay at home get it over with man that's the way try
We ain't go
We some demons so we still ready to slide
Quarantine f*cking with me bro I gotta see da guys
She ain't answer cuz she busy how she busy in this time?
In a Benz going fast doin' donuts
Whole gang got a mask like we ducking the Corona
Yeah I'm stuck in the crib I been feeling like a loner
Watching movies all day, 3rd time watching Moana
How you feel?
Imma work stuck at home yeah I'm stuck inside the crib
Making songs
Got a mixtape I might have to sign a deal
F*ck appeal young nigga I been ballin' like I'm Beal
Switch it up
Now I want a Bentley truck
I just say what's on my mind
I don't really give a f*ck
Imma hit it from behind
She gon' dip after I nut
Feel like Giannis with the bucks, cuz we really going up
And my niggas stay in 1st
We might put you in a hearse
We might put you in the dirt
See a smile, I ain't smiling
Working hard, I'm still grinding
N****s got to chill
And Corona gotta chill
I be eating in the crib
Getting big like Uncle Phil
I ain't playing I'm for real
I just had another meal
I been chilling in my room
But I got nothin to do
Been recording all this music my computer getting full
Bitch don't play me like a fool
I'm in school with my tool
Hoe I sleep with my tool
Take a shower with my tool
Man I eat wit my tool
Get em'
Spin it and flip it I promise we get em'
I'm spending bare time in my room just recording
And I'm bout my fam cuz the rest ain't important
Bury him, carry him
That bitch so fine I might have to go marry her
Like a mail carrier I'm moving the packs
I left from the skreets and came home just to rap, I'm bringing shit back