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Quarantine, right
Uh, ah
Why did you bring the drums in?
When I'm back outside
You gon' watch me back out ride
I just blew a pack outside, going back outside
Niggas going back outside
Hopping out blacked out slides
Big Mac, no fries
It's beef when I'm back outside
You made me retract all ties
When I'm back outside
I'ma blow a pack outside
We gon' make it crack outside
When we back outside
In the back, I was with the killers and the goons in the back
Your friend is a prune, but you look like a snack
Them niggas cartoons and they don't know how to act
I'm counting my doubloons, I ain't mailing out packs
I'm hella on shrooms, sun dancing on my back
Super Track Pack, drive a Super Track Pack
But I want a Hellcat, I would take a Scat Pack
In a nice cherry red, maybe even matte black
She got a fat ass, can a nigga have that?
Sit her on my lap one time, throw it back
I'm from South Sac, I used to pitch sacks
For eleven years now, I get paid to kick raps
Wear a wall on my back, watching out for Kat Stacks
Bust down from the back, then I need a cat nap
Gucci bag with a switch, keep it in a backpack
Need a 1320, paint it all matte black
When I'm back outside
You gon' watch me back out ride
I just blew a pack outside, going back outside
Niggas going back outside
Hopping out blacked out slides
Big Mac, no fries
It's beef when I'm back outside
You made me retract all ties
When I'm back outside
I'ma blow a pack outside
We gon' make it crack outside
When we back outside
All facts, none of this is rap in fact
It's all facts, you niggas is captain cappin'
All caps, pulling out back to back
In all black, and I keep a sack in back
A large pack, blowing from the pack
The bag is all gas, hold it from the stash
I have, it's not hash
Blunt as the trees I puff, I'm not brash
I blew another bag on all her must-haves
I gotta wear a mask 'cause I'm back outside
G019s and the strawberry slides
Doing big things and I'm not really surprised
Rose gold bling got a digitized smile
Digimon Survive, Buddha blessed me, I'm alive
It's money on my mind, you can see it in my eyes
And if it's not green, I don't have a lot of time
And this shit so clean, I'ma give it a rinse
When I'm back outside
You gon' watch me back out ride
I just blew a pack outside, going back outside
Niggas going back outside
Hopping out blacked out slides
Big Mac, no fries
It's beef when I'm back outside
You made me retract all ties
When I'm back outside
I'ma blow a pack outside
We gon' make it crack outside
When we back outside
I'm hella on shrooms, sun dancing on my back
Super Track Pack, drive a Super Track Pack
But I want a Hellcat, I would take a Scat Pack
In a nice cherry red, maybe even matte black
Ah



Autor(en): Dionte Armani Hunter, Chandler Sherrill



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