Quarantine ft. Dansonn Lyrics

Whenever they want war, we ready

But I know they're not

Bro just copped an AK-47

With the folding stock

Blow your top, take you out the picture

This ain't photoshop

Always got the metal on my hip

I think I'm Robocop

Ho, just stop

If I'm Rolling Rock, then you're soda pop

Pull up to my spot

You won't ever leave the parking lot

Got the drop, strap behind your neck

Like a halter top

Target shot, chopper fire suppressed

Chamber always hot

Closet cost a foreign

No Jordans, I wear Versace

Now all these rap performers

Informants just like Tekashi

You out here pointing fingers

And singing like Liberace

While I'm in the kitchen

Whippin and splitting the brick, karate

I like it when I hit and she

Spit on my dick, she sloppy

Now I'm finally reach, the shit

That I did to get here was grimy

I don't flip the fish

Instead I stretch it like pilates

Ridin with the blick

Can't wait to catch myself a body

Under drug investigation for years

I feel like Gotti

So it's fuck the Feds, let's make somethin clear

They never caught me

I had to do the dash for the bag and the big body

Treat her like a magazine, loaded if they stick by me

Loaded stick by me

Wrist is only Rolex, Swiss timing

Yeah that bitch shinin

With the bezel full of big diamonds

I don't sit silent

You can see it when the shit pilin

Let it get violent

223 ballistic tip firing

Listen

I'm testing the quality constantly

I can stop if I wanna but I don't wanna

I'm on the E with the llama

Big shopping sprees with the guala

The Sweets are killin my tolerance

People really just bother me

I should see a psychologist

I got serious problems

I pop a pill and then swallow it

This ain't Advil or Tylenol

Now I'm back on my grind

And I always ride with a firearm

We get high as the Taepei

She can't contain her excitement

I got a whip in my driveway

You won't believe what the mileage is

Servin chicken like Popeyes

I make the fiends wait in line for it

Take a trip on the highway

I really need to get out of this

Got the shit in on Friday

And had it gone in an hour

My diamonds wet like a shower

I scale the stress on the counter

Know ways to stretch out the powder

Apply the pressure with power

These hollow tips in this pistol

Expand to look like a flower

Your man's a bitch, he ain't with this

I know he shook, he a coward

No, he ain't bout it

Under drug investigation for years

I feel like Gotti

So it's fuck the Feds, let's make somethin clear

They never caught me

I had to do the dash for the bag and the big body

Treat her like a magazine, loaded if they stick by me

Loaded stick by me

Wrist is only Rolex, Swiss timing

Yeah that bitch shinin

With the bezel full of big diamonds

I don't sit silent

You can see it when the shit pilin

Let it get violent

223 ballistic tip firing

Always armed when I trap

Up in my apartment

Try to charge in and

Brass casings hit the carpet

I got large whips so

I have trouble parking

On the market

I got packs for a bargain

Took the brick road

On set, Judy Garland

Got a clip full of redheads

For you varmits

In that big pole

Pull up, they don't make no comments

You a trick ho

Hold up, I can't take your nonsense

We blow thick smoke

Roll up, I been faded off rip

Got a pink toe

Cookin breakfast in the mornin

I'm on 6 phones

Good reception when I'm talkin

Like a ringtone

I get bread from every call in

Pinky ring glow champagne

Remy Martin

Watch them big stones dance

Yeah, do the Carlton

Bitch I get dough

Hit the lot to look at Maseratis

Let that thang go

Took the drum and put it on the shotty

Under drug investigation for years

I feel like Gotti

So it's fuck the Feds, let's make somethin clear

They never caught me

I had to do the dash for the bag and the big body

Treat her like a magazine, loaded if they stick by me

Loaded stick by me

Wrist is only Rolex, Swiss timing

Yeah that bitch shinin

With the bezel full of big diamonds

I don't sit silent

You can see it when the shit pilin

Let it get violent

223 ballistic tip firing

Quarantine

I'm in Quarantine

I'm makin spinach with the bird

Chicken Florentine

Never met another plug

Who made more than me

Quarter T, I buy weight in drugs

And pay storage fees

Order these, you can get this work

With no warranties

For the Ds, if you wanna search

Bring the warrant, please

Border freeze, any state I serve

California Ps

Water, heat, I can make it surf

Whippin Florida Keys

They know I got straps for days

I got clips for weeks

You and me are in the same lane

Goin different speeds

Talk is cheap, say you make waves

That's a distant reach

Watch a fiend's body waste away

Muscle dystrophy

Take a whiff, I smell like the mint

That ain't listerine

Had a bitch, head was average

Now she's history

You ain't flipping work

It's just a hobby

When the dope is clean

You can't move sloppy

Under drug investigation for years

I feel like Gotti

So it's fuck the Feds, let's make somethin clear

They never caught me

I had to do the dash for the bag and the big body

Treat her like a magazine, loaded if they stick by me

Loaded stick by me

Wrist is only Rolex, Swiss timing

Yeah that bitch shinin

With the bezel full of big diamonds

I don't sit silent

You can see it when the shit pilin

Let it get violent

223 ballistic tip firing