Quarantine lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, with my n*ggas on live, like
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy

[Verse]
She f*ck me so good, I had to put her off of quarantine
Baby girl, she coming over, f*cking me, she sure to be
Hit her with that tip, tip, tip, like a "Shoulder Lean"
She know I'ma hit, off the rip, she get all of me
pus*y game sick, had to throw her off of quarantine
She might even f*ck my b*tch if she gon' be here
I can see her from the back and you can see why
pus*y rubbing on my jeans, that's a Levi
Got them b*tches by the book like I'm Eli
Got that b*tch in quarantine
Got no love for broke b*tches that cannot afford me
Let me call your friends up, we gon' have an orgy
Posted in the forgis', baby, that's a Tory, LIl' Tory
Only call your friends, baby, we gon' have a ball
Don't you play pretend, baby, I can have 'em all
Pullin' up with that stash, baby, I'ma pull them grams out
I ain't bag your b*tch because I'm rich, it's 'cause I'm handsome