Quarantine Freestyle - Nafe Smallz

Honestly Not gonna fuckin' lie, I think I just lost my mind (ayy, what the fuck you mean you ain't heard about fuckin'?) Day eight quarantine, you know the vibes (bbno$, bbno$) Zoom (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Yeah, hit it from the back, spectacular I'm a big boss, yeah, ain't no amateur, yeah Take 'em to the Moon, I'ma take 'em to the atmosphere Break the pussy down, yeah, just like an engineer Bitch, I'm the big dog, I don't wanna TikTok Put 'em on a gridlock (woah, woah, woah, woah, woah) Got a badass bitch in my bed, now I'm bedlock New watch, two rock, glad I got the guap Same khakis, don't restock I don't give a fuck, watch me jaywalk (I'm goin' fast, zip, zip, zip) Yeah, never hit a roadblock post hoc All you do is talk-talk One thing, one deal, one mission What is that? Get money (facts, facts, facts) Well, I just woke up, I don't give a fuck, fuck Baby, no, baby, no, baby, no rules, bitch Watch me break 'em (mhm, snap) I ain't tryna pipe no bum-ass bitch No five or six, yeah, I might make enemies I'm a nice guy, no hit and no felonies Bought a new place and it got good amenities I'ma be honest, kinda like livin' here What's wrong, bitch? Huh? Nothin', life ain't bad, yeah Where am I goin' with this song? (uh) I don't really know (mm), I don't really give a fuck now (whoops) Back on my mission, let's get us some money Yeah, jump on that booty like I am a bunny Reader Rabbit, educational games Out with a bitch if she's tryna play games Finna throw a fit if I don't get brain Yeah, you know, we're on that big brain shit Well, I'ma be a hypocrite, baby don't babysit Wah-wah-wah-wah, shut up (shh) Tryna get money, yeah, I'm tryna get bags Yeah, I'm tryna get rich Rich (rich, rich, rich, rich, rich), rich, rich, rich (rich, rich, rich) I could do for some more Rich (rich, rich, rich, rich, rich), rich, rich, rich (rich, rich, rich) I could do for some more

Yeah, I got hella fans who want me to drop And a couple lames who pray that I flop It's fuck what you say, I still reign on top I always get laid, girls say that I'm hot I feel on her cake, I stay in her box She ask what I'm paid, I get paid a lot I always spit game, my game is on lock These rappers are fake and they can get bopped (Uh) I had a girl say I hit her for her mouth I replied you only hit me for the clout (True) The energy you give comes back around So when it does, don't complain that shit isn't allowed (No) I been quarantine my whole life now Always indoors avoiding a crowd This feels like my everyday life So it's easy for me, but for you it's a mile (Yeah, Yeah) Fuck this, can't you tell I run shit? Rappers love to talk 'tuff, but they never done shit I stay jotting in lab, AKA the dungeon Droppin' heat, so you know I'm not the to fuck with See to me, y'all are weak, nobody can touch this I just sleep, with groupies, that I love to bust in Who is he, who is me? The one they're in love with Look I think you should leave, because I'm the gunman I'm gunnin' everybody in sight (Boom) I'm a motherfuckin' savage on the mic I'm a motherfuckin' savage with the pipe I'm a motherfuckin' savage typa guy It's money over bitches, the quote of my life I'm done catchin' feeling, I only catching flights I won't buy you a gift, I'd rather buy a knife And cut off all you bitches, then go out tonight I'm a sex addict, I always gotta have it I'm not proud of it, but fuck it, I'm smashin' I got a bad past, my wife gotta get passed it I'm not her father but she call me daddy I like my girls thick, ghetto and nasty I didn't know I can get hoes from rappin' I got Trojans when they try to get at me I'm running through them all like a motherfucking athlete Ugh, I think I need to chill (Chill) I think I need to chill (Chill) Ten million streams in a month Spotify paying my bills (Aye) I entertain hella labels Knowing that I won't sign a deal (No) I listen to their game plan Then take it for myself if I'ma be real I'm chillin' walking around in flip flops Watchin' people use my music all over TikTok You can plot on me, but I won't get got People thinking I'ma fail, I be like bitch, watch Got girls on me like Sik's D bomb He's friends with the guy teen mom I'm not guy your girls can leach on Yeah, they can call Sik God, I forever preach on, damn Haha, aye-aye