Pandemic Lyrics

Fuck a pandemic you know Im still making plays

Stay in the trap I do this shit anyways

She want to see me she say she wanna quarantine OK little baby you gone be on your knees

She do it sloppy I keep my money neat been in the trap all day I stay on my feet

I got the runners this shit a track meet she want to smoke all day and eat me

She hit my blunt and fell asleep he showed me his pack it ain’t make a peep

I knew that shit was fucking weak I said get that shit away from me

Plugged in with hippies an OG’s ain’t nobody really stopping me

She want me to come up an go deep I’m calling plays like a QB

I got the OG I got Gelato these niggas talk shit they meet the hollows

Pull out a wad now these hoes want to follow I pull out the clothes these hoes turn to models

Mixing my strains I’m going to space mixing my strains I’m on to something she wanna fuck me she on to something

Ok lil mama come ride on something

Fuck her for hours then counting my money I been in the quarantine these niggas funny

I got the Gucci mask cover my face I got the Gucci mask don’t breathe around fakes

When I try out some bud it gotta have taste when I try out a new bitch she gotta give me face

I’m living this fast life no time for mistakes I’m really out here just selling these plates

They busy out here posting fake lives I’m to myself living a great life

My bitch pussy just wet like a squishy an she wanna fuck me all night

I got edibles wax vapes an lotion I don’t got problem staying focus I ain’t gone have a problem finding soldiers I ain’t gone have a problem taking over

These niggas doubted me thought I be gone

I didn’t need no help to get put on

I found a plug an now my money long

I’m getting that money I’m gone

Fuck a pandemic you know Im still making plays

Stay in the trap I do this shit anyways

She want to see me she say she wanna quarantine OK little baby you gone be on your knees

She do it sloppy I keep my money neat been in the trap all day I stay on my feet

I got the runners this shit a track meet she want to smoke all day and eat me

She hit my blunt and fell asleep he showed me his pack it ain’t make a peep

I knew that shit was fucking weak I said get that shit away from me

Plugged in with hippies an OG’s ain’t nobody really stopping me

She want me to come up an go deep I’m calling plays like a QB