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lirik lagu covid flow freestyle – dreezy

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[intro]
bankrollgotit

[hook]
even in the pandemic, i’mma pop my sh*t (lil b*tch)
can’t tell me i’m not that b*tch (prrr)
hoe throwin’ shade ‘cause she ain’t gettin’ paid
hoppin’ on the fake page just to watch my page (lil’ stalker)
and my ex wanna flex on the kid
i ain’t claimin’ no n*gga, that is not my d*ck (what else?)
ain’t gang and you not my sis
cut him out my picture, had to crop my pic (gang)

[verse 1]
quarentine, [?], i’m pushin’ up
i could double whatever she puttin’ up
why that n*gga you claimin’ you own keep on hittin’ my phone?
guess your p*ssy ain’t good enough (uhh)
hollagraphic, [?] bucks (what?)
escalade tinted, with hittas hooded up
all the n*ggas i liked in the past thinkin’ they could brag
well, that’s too bad ‘cause you shoulda f*cked
buss down ap, rocky
tired of seeing my run up a bag? block me
everytime i cop a new tag they copy
i’on even wanna f*ck, n*gga, just top me
hate me? stop me
who broke? not me
i ain’t got a d*ck, why they say i’m so c*cky?
on my dead homie i walked in the label like “if ya’ll don’t know what to do with me, drop me” (and i’m gone)
and my bad b*tches in they feelings (mad)
orange whip, drop top, i peeled it (skrrt)
shut down the party when i left the building
can’t beef with me if you ain’t touched a million
ain’t snitchin’ when i say i k!lled ‘em
skeet then he gotta keep it brief like [?]
i call a n*gga daddy and the b*tch my children (sit down)
what happened to that n*gga?
when you left, i billed him
[hook]
even in the pandemic, i’mma pop my sh*t (flexin’)
can’t tell me i’m not that b*tch
hoe throwin’ shade ‘cause she ain’t gettin’ paid
hoppin’ on the fake page just to watch my page (look)
and my ex wanna flex on the kid
i ain’t claimin’ no n*gga, that is not my d*ck (not mine)
ain’t gang and you not my sis
cut him out my picture, had to crop my pic

[verse 2]
i put the her in hustler
been in the gym, got it out the muscle (facts)
we could play big bank take lil’ bank but i know how these hatin’ hoes love to tussle
i’m still that b*tch in the pandemic
been watchin’ my intches and burnin’ off calories
working and chargin’ my battery (uh*huh)
i just looked up and i doubled hoes saleries
cover flow, broke n*ggas [?] my allergens (achoo)
heard the lable out, tryna make another me
she gotta wait on her uber to even come for me (duh)
you put your best [?], hoe company
[?] talk artist but still can’t f*ck with me
i been the catch, n*gga, shoulda never f*cked with me
b*tterfly the doors, whip color: bumble bee
if they don’t wanna see me winnin’, countin’ hundreds, hurtin’ knees, hoes stomach
tell these b*tches come [?] with me (i don’t give a f*ck)
melanin with material
cropped out your man only showed the [?] view
rollin’ up cookie in the morning like cereal
spent the whole check on the chain like your n*gga do
i’ma boss, 24, not a 10 to 2 (bigger)
i’m a classic, you a interlude (ouff)
no p*ssy n*gga around me, that sh*t venerial
the only time a b*tch question me was in an interview
[hook]
even in the pandemic, i’mma pop my sh*t
can’t tell me i’m not that b*tch
hoe throwin’ shade ‘cause she ain’t gettin’ paid
hoppin’ on the fake page just to watch my sh*t (lil’ b*tch)
and my ex wanna flex on the kid
i ain’t claimin’ no n*gga, that is not my d*ck (that is not my n*gga)
ain’t gang and you not my sis
cut him out my picture, had to crop my pic
gang

[outro]
ay, it’s a mother f*cking pandemic
everything around me’s sick
the whips is sick
my jewelery sick
my bars is sick
and you b*tches sick in the head if you think you f*cking with me
big dreez
let’s get it

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