Max B - Quarantine lyrics

Dame Grease (It's ya boy Biggavel')
Hollywood Ferg fuck wit' yo' boy, ow

Won't you hit me for them bitches do
He pull up in sixes too
Watch me leave, they gon' be missin' you
In the kitchen mood gets to chefin' up
All my niggas done wet shit up (Up)
Uh oh, Gain Greene comin', they catchin' up
Set ya up when you think it's nuffin' niggas
Creep up from behind
Niggas sneakin' from behind
Leave you leakin' from that 9
I'm gon' serve you with that quarantine
(Quarantine) pardon me
Take your breath away like a robbery ow ow

Now I got youngins in the front
Nah surrender for someone
Gotta, gotta get that dough
I can bet I hit that ho
Told her daddy that she love me, Bigga
She eat my dick leave ya red like a tomato
Gonna spin you like tornado
Know that boy, he got that label
Bigga don't fuck with Gain Greene?
Hit you with that big shit
Get your career ended nigga I feel offended
Best to watch your mouth when
You speakin' to the chief
Leave you leakin' in the street
Catch you cheatin' that's your feet
(Feet) off of them, they go
Leave you all fileted and broke
They don't alternate that coke
I'mma hit them when they close they eyes
Ship they dome all out the sky
Hide ya prize, every dime I count is mines
Ow Ow

Won't you hit me for them bitches do
He pull up in sixes too
Watch me leave, they gon' be missin' you
In the kitchen mood gets to chefin' up
All my niggas done wet shit up (Up)
Uh oh, Gain Greene comin', they catchin' up
Set ya up when you think it's nuffin' niggas
Creep up from behind
Niggas sneakin' from behind
Leave you leakin' from that 9
I'm gon' serve you with that quarantine
(Quarantine) pardon me
Take your breath away like a robbery ow ow

I took the streets without no radio, Maxy
"He's so wavy yo"
Ol' girl, she wanted that 80 of blow
Had to get her right she said "Biggy
I feel freaky like Miss Piggy
Won't you hop up like a froggy"
"Bitch I'm 'bout to do you doggy"
There's no way you can be my shorty
See I don't love these hoes
I just touch 'em and I
Tease 'em, I'm big pimpin', never beat 'em
Never (Never) get excited when a nigga meet 'em
Do 'em like my other bitches mane
He pull up in sixes mane
He pull up and hit ya mane
Right when you on that block push 'em off
Plus ya boss said you can't leave kuz
You got 'em off that rock
Tell me when's it all gon' stop
As soon as that flatline scream bleep
No more Aston Mars, put you in a casket pa
Took you off that wagon car
Couldn't roll with that wave it's a shame
That these niggas doin' Broadway plays
Lookin' all shiny from that make-up
Got that watch but not from Jacob
Got that cake
Can't wait to go back to Jamaica ow ow

Won't you hit me for them bitches do
He pull up in sixes too
Watch me leave, they gon' be missin' you
In the kitchen mood gets to chefin' up
All my niggas done wet shit up (Up)
Uh oh, Gain Greene comin', they catchin' up
Set ya up when you think it's nuffin' niggas
Creep up from behind
Niggas sneakin' from behind
Leave you leakin' from that 9
I'm gon' serve you with that quarantine
(Quarantine) pardon me
Take your breath away like a robbery ow ow