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Right now, I'm in Thailand Quarantined, it's a foreign scene Can't go to the airport and leave And I thought my old life was boring, geez 'Scuse me, I'm 'bout to bang my forehead on the floor and scream The dude I'm staying with's annoying How much fucking torture can boredom be? Take my ass to the morgue in peace (look bitch) It's 2020, I was preparing some new bombs And making sure that my competition gon' put that noose on My aggression ain't really a subtle nuance I been in the game ten years, I cannot do wrong Who's on what I'm on? I'm savage as usual I'm back in the booth, I have rappers to poop on Now there just ain't many plans I can move on All because someone ate bat soup in Wuhan (what?) Well shit, that's what I heard I don't know what it was mixed with (I don't know) But for someone to jeopardize everyone's life Man, it must have been fucking delicious (for real) This shit is fucking ridiculous Can't be with my son or my siblings, the government trippin' My pussy appointments with dozens of bitches are cancelled Now guess what I'm tuggin' my dick with? (What?) "My right hand", ooh When I get a tingle inside of my penis, I'm like, "Hi, my friend" And you know the lotion is sitting on, "My nightstand" And when I finish my business, I go to "Night-night Land" And now I gotta take a weapon gettin' groceries Hopefully motherfuckers know to back away forty feet Don't be jokingly mingling if you happen to notice me I ain't fuckin' with none of you niggas 'til the 'Rona leave (ugh) Get back (hey) Move back, step back Y'all better not touch me, ay Get back (come on) Move back, step back Y'all better not touch me (ugh) I done been tellin' y'all niggas, back up (move) You don't wanna see me call back up (no) So get back (hey) Move back, step back Y'all better not touch me We all at home, we campin' out (fuck this) I notice everybody made a TikTok, oh, we dancin' now And I see about four, five 600 new hoes made a OnlyFans account Get your money girl Better get your dough (yeah, flash them titties one time) This ain't funny girl You finna be broke (you don't wanna be a broke bitch) Somebody told me it was the 5G towers And everybody's immunity is spiraling downwards And if it's true, fight the power, the time is now I gotta divide the crowd from the mindless cowards I know y'all love when I recite some foul words Especially during the COVID-19 outburst And I got nothing better to do Evidence proves, I been spending hours live on IG, wowzers Wait, hold up, wait, that's strange I sent a text, why you ignoring me? (You ignoring me) Hmm, I know you got time to reply Bitch, don't even lie, 'cause you in the quarantine Yeah, I know how you do (yeah) You with your boo (yeah) You treatin' my feelings so morbidly After this song drop, bitch, I'm blocking you Don't be surprised when your text isn't going green (ha!) How do we deal with a worldwide corruption? I don't know if the media is hyping up shit Look at the situation our life is stuck in I got no toilet paper to wipe my butt with (ugh) Whoever did this is on Hopsin's shit list God forbid, the world gets apocalyptic Well it is soon, look at all the odds against it So don't touch me without my permission (ugh) Get back (hey) Move back, step back Y'all better not touch me, ay Get back (come on) Move back, step back Y'all better not touch me (ugh) I done been tellin' y'all niggas, back up (move) You don't wanna see me call back up (no) So get back (hey) Move back, step back Y'all better not touch me (move)
Writer(s): Marcus Jamal Hopson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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