Zooted Up

Quarantined to the trap In the past I lost some bands Ran it up and got it back Whenever when I'm talking Why you always think I'm talking back You want me you got me feeling Like I'm proud of all my racks This the only thing that love me That don't run then come right back Why you calling shots When I ain't never hearing Quit that Towards me ain't hearing shit You'll probably see me shooting back I ain't tripping on some shit That you have Ain't calling back I'm getting right to a cheque So I'mma have to call you back I'm getting money Need to see some ass clap Cannot see me piling up But I could probably freeze that I'm in love with this money I got a problem need stacks I'm in love with my foreigns I'm in a beamer Do the dash Got this bad bitch On side me And she saying I go to fast But she look at the wall of the reflection Up on the glass When I hit from behind And I keep on smacking on her ass Keep on pulling her hair when I'm choking Now she want it fast Said she wanting all of me so I'm just tryna make it last Damn I'm trust tryna make it last do the dash Still be praying I don't crash Smack her ass count a stack Police coppas on my ass Cannot trip imma lose em Who you think that you be fooling On a chase But I'm just cruising On a coffee Why you snoozing You ain't racing Boy you losing Boy I'm geeked up When I'm booted Crashed off xanz So I be zoooted Off a bong so I be hooted Up Who's is ours And who's is us Who's to love and Who's to trust Who's the real and who's the bluff Keep on speaking facts and stuff Deniro help your plans and stuff Be alert to dodge a cuff I could name a lot of stuff Working with a lot of buff Still been stuck up in the rough Still going I won't give it up Big plans I'm tryna live it up Need bands that's just to live and stuff When you on your own there is no us No nine to five Got time to f*ck A couple breaks Go get some bucks At coldest timing Freeze the love Quarantined to the trap In the past I lost some bands Ran it up and got it back Whenever when I'm talking Why you always think I'm talking back You want me you got me feeling Like I'm proud of all my racks This the only thing that love me That don't run then come right back Why you calling shots When I ain't never hearing Quit that Towards me ain't hearing shit You'll probably see me shooting back I ain't tripping on some shit That you have Ain't calling back I'm getting right to a cheque So I'mma have to call you back