QUARANTINE FREESTYLE lyrics

[Verse 1]
You want stress? Glock 9 and I'm dippin'
See ya face on a flyer and you're missin'
You want crack? be right back in da kitchen
Servin drugs in my coupe and I'm whippin'
Rappin that sh*t with a mic outta quarantine
If you want smoke, you get shot outta limousine
I'm gettin' crazy a feen, for da nicotine
I'm at ya block, b*tch, I'm sellin' amphetamine
I'm makin' war like its D-Day, huh
f*ck on your b*tch on your B-Day, huh
All of these bodies, they decay, huh
I'm gettin' ma guap on the P-Day, huh
All of these faggots addicted to fentanyl
Goin so ham like a mof*ckin cannibal
Ar-15 got a dot its attachable
Why all these pus*ys, they act like an animal
Don't give a sh*t, b*tch, I'm robbin' your capital
Movin the coke, b*tch, I'm movin' its regional
You think you're grindin' but sh*t isn't rational
Smokin on gas, b*tch, I'm smokin' on natural
I got a TEC, I'm robbin your check
While I got a noose around my neck
I'm sippin' on foe, b*tch, I'm sippin' on tech
And I run up the function I'm sellin' on pack
Sniffin a line, b*tch, you know that it's ketamine
Imma relax and I'm poppin' promethazine
I'm blowin' up recently and they envy me
Keep a gun tucked, b*tch, I'm smokin' an enemy
I don't feel alive
Run up, get shot with a .45
Ye, b*tch, you know you won't survive
Take all your sh*t, you get deprived
[Verse 2]
Sniffin cocaine, I'm hidin' my pain
I'm goin' insane in my mof*ckin brain
I got some goals that I cannot obtain
And that's why I'm careless, I'm sippin' champagne
Outside in the rain
Time is so fast, b*tch, it pass like a train
I think I might die, b*tch, this sh*t is a shame
Atleast I'm not whack as f*ck chasin' for fame, aye
Watch out, I pistol whip aye
Pew, pew, b*tch, get clipped, aye
Pull up with a strap at ya crip, aye
And your hoe got a di*k on her lip, aye

[Verse 3]
Your life is long while my life is short
Ridin around in a mof*ckin sport
I do not talk not even in court
Shut the f*ck up, b*tch, you mof*ckin whore
All of these people, they f*ckin adore
Fame and this case, your music is trash
Body got dropped, b*tch, that mof*cker splash
Starting a robbery, takin' his hash
Burn down his body to mof*ckin ash
Feelin' like Tay K, b*tch, I do the dash
I gotcha hoe and I'm ready to smash
DMT hittin', b*tch, I think I crash, ugh
All of these people, they think that they up
I got the tech and I sip outta cup
I'm off the molly, b*tch, I'm in the club
ELE and me smokin' gas in da cut, aye
AVE and me don't wanna talk
Pour up the foe and I'm sippin' on Wock
Sniffin on coke, b*tch, in sniffin' on rock
I got the drugs like a mof*ckin doc
Icyred catchin' a mof*ckin fed
NAAXY and me pullin' up and you dead
77 the mof*ckin threat
f*ck on that b*tch and that b*tch is so wet