Letras
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
I'm a need everybody to calm down right now
I'm a need everybody to calm down right now
See, This the Quarantine Chronicles
I'm Makkeio and I'm a be your captain this evening
(Don's a very bright man)
Look, Fuck wit me you'll get it (Cash, Hoes, Dro)
Fuck wit me you'll get it (20's 50's 100's)
Fuck wit me you'll get it (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah, Aye
Fuck wit me you'll get it (Cash, Hoes, Dro)
Fuck wit me you'll get it (Plenty stripper bitches)
Fuck wit me, Fuck wit me (Only baddest, Only baddest)
Uhh, Yes
Fuck wit me you'll get it (Cash, Hoes, Dro)
Fuck wit me you'll get it (Loudest shit for days)
Fuck wit me, Fuck wit me (Only top self shit)
Bitch
Fuck wit me you'll get it (Cash, Hoes, Dro)
Fuck wit me you'll get it
Fuck wit me, Fuck wit me
Look, Putting punk niggas in a comatose
Yeah, All about my cheese deal in provolone
Just gave your bitch the D til she overload
But I should've ran a train on her like locomotive
And we ain't speaking to you niggas you a so and so
I ain't preaching to you niggas
See my word is gold
I just get it how I live it
Yeah thats word to bro
See if you're really on your shit
You already know
Little bitch, Little bitch
Yeah, Fuck wit me you'll get it (Cash, Hoes, Dro)
Fuck wit me you'll get it (20's, 50's, 100's)
Fuck wit me you'll get it (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah, Aye
Fuck wit me you'll get it (Cash, Hoes, Dro)
Fuck wit me you'll get it
Fuck wit me, Fuck wit me (Aye)
I say, Brace for approach raise a glass for a toast
I ain't in the rat race that's a race for your soul
I say, Brace for approach raise a glass for a toast
I ain't in the rat race that's a race for ya, Race for ya
Ha, Yeah, Uhh, What?, Aye
Fuck wit me you'll get it (Cash, Hoes, Dro)