Social Distancing (Bored Lord Remix)

Praise, praise, this going down, got a new escape

I got a double lace on my face mask, try and keep it contained

'Cause I be afraid, I don't wanna get sick

Drop like a no attack when I long refrain

From looking back on my sit-com

Bad to the bone and emotionless

The era of this course, took a thriller up one

Way to choose, I'm incredible, pick at you

Ridicule, then get rid of you, smoke

In my lungs when I stand up, exit

Flow, flow, want that X, gonna fuck it for life

Bitch, don't ask me why when I'm in it

Bricks to the face, motherfucker, I am in it

Say, ain't ever been a bully, but my body to your body

I'm looking like this for you opp like whammy

Press that, press that

I got one life, nine lives

Babe, give me that, thread the line

Think I got blood in my red wine

And I got a rod in my right hand

One life, nine lives

Babe, give me that

Think I got blood in my red wine

And I got a rod in my right hand

Press that, press that

And I got one life, nine lives

Babe, give me that, thread the line

Think I got blood in my red wine

I want another night, you for the night

Look, I've been asking for the things to align

Losing my brain, that's a view for my mind

When you do fall in love, that shit is a fright

This figures that I just acquired

Too thriller, never may tire

I ain't ever been tired, though she look a bit hammered

Drop out this ride and into the Hummer

He's rising, don't make my money, you know I ain't lacking

And when that happens, you goin' bananas

You is a savage, you can't even salvage

The rest of this wreckage, you can't even manage

Look, I'm packing, I came from the bottom

The fuck is relaxing? I'm here when I took that

She raised a baby, that girl never take crap

So come off my back, ****, this ain't no horse ride

Press that, press that

I got one life, nine lives

Babe, give me that, thread the line

Think I got blood in my red wine

Thought I got a rod in my right hand

One life, nine lives

Babe, give me that

Think I got blood in my red wine

And I got a rod in my right hand

Press that, press that

And I got one life, nine lives

Babe, give me that, thread the line

Think I got blood in my red wine

Inside, hit the light, do it right, skin dark, color nice

Or it dries with my hoes, play your thumb, want me strut

It may come in the soft

Press outside, pushing batch

Rubber bands, dashes snaps

Too much counts, on my life

I ain't ever count this much cash

I just love to renovate, come inside, it's not your place

Hold your face, relocate

Miss it the day breaks

Whenever we get together, that is my getaway

Learn the line, borderline

All the friends of mine are male 'cause to skies

Guess which wanna fly, bitch give too much shit

That I deal with none, coming for everything that I ever wanted

Press that, press that

I got one life, nine lives

Babe, give me that, thread the line

Think I got blood in my red wine

And I got a rod in my right hand

One life, nine lives

Babe, give me that

Think I got blood in my red wine

And I got a rod in my right hand

Press that, press that

And I got one life, nine lives

Babe, give me that, thread the line

Think I got blood in my red wine