Lyrics Covid-19 - Stunna 4 Vegas

Covid-19

Bust it open
Bust it open, bitch
For the guys
I told bruh mask up
My chopper cold (Yeah), put your gloves on (Put your gloves on)
Catch a opp, we roll him, hit 'em with a nose
She a thot, she bust it open, I’m tryna get her fucked on
I up this blick like fuck on
We turn this shit to warzone
We turn this shit to warzone (On gang)
I put the opps in quarantine (Ha)
Bird gang, my diamonds blingin'
Rich gang like Weezy (Ha)
Lil' like Master P (Let's go)
With the beef, we come creep
When you slip, nigga (We come creep in when you slip, nigga)
Step in that field, jump off the porch
Get some cleats (Ayy, get some cleats)
She get in the box like Roddy Ricch (Boom)
Racks in the middle, Glock got a dick
It got a mouth, I let it spit
I’m from the South, I keep my blick
She from the A, her ass fake (Ha)
I just might
We cut 'em off, he dead
These niggas trip, shark, BAPE
Mask up
My chopper cold, yeah, put your gloves on (Bruh)
Catch a opp, we roll him, hit 'em with a nose (Uh)
She a thot, she bust it open, I’m tryna get her fucked on
I up this blick like fuck on (Fuck that)
We turn this shit to warzone
Turn this shit to warzone
In real life, uh, we got real-
And we got real-
Get the fuck on