Social Distancing

(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up) (What's happenin', Chi Chi?) I told her to fly and she scared of the virus, I sent her a private to get here I made four hundred dollars off of each of these pounds I ain't trippin', it's gon' be a good year Solomon drivin' while I got my hands on the chopper I'm keepin' my eyes in the rearview I'm from Atlanta where they pay to triple cross niggas They'll dap you up, then they'll kill you These niggas fake and I'm real, I don't feel 'em My niggas takers, ain't worried 'bout 'em stealing I run with apes and some baby gorillas I know a few (shh), I can buy me a nigga Said I wouldn't change but my change a lil' bigger Four-carat ring leave a scar if I hit you Look like a spaceship, got stars in my vehicle These niggas fake and I don't wanna deal with 'em all I'm social distancing Man, these niggas can't touch me, I can't get sick Good excuse for me to pour up medicine (syrup) She say I ain't got no heart and I'm devil-sent I'm on some savage shit, ah I got the drop on the opps, switched the cars I got a hundred inside of a drum We pull up clapping, a round of applause We just gon' say that they won the award Slide in the daytime, then come back at night We gon' make sure that nobody play with us They make me mad, I'ma turn up Let's talk about money, I swear I been savin' up I'm really sick with this shit, got 'em throwin' up He hit a lick for a brick, now he goin' up My niggas rapping, you see us, we blowin' up Hit the bitch for a rack, then ignore her I'm so sick of these rats and these whores I might marry my girl and just go away Eat her out if she rich, got expensive taste We ain't got rush, told the pilot to fuckin' wait Ain't no way I can go on no fuckin' date I don't know her and she don't know me My lil' boy done turnt up at a young age You can say that it run in my genes I'm social distancing Man, these niggas can't touch me, I can't get sick Good excuse for me to pour up medicine (syrup) She say I ain't got no heart and I'm devil-sent I'm on some savage shit, ah I got the drop on the opps, switched the cars I got a hundred inside of a drum We pull up clapping, a round of applause We just gon' say that they won the award I'm social distancing Man, these niggas can't touch me, I can't get sick Good excuse for me to pour up medicine (syrup) She say I ain't got no heart and I'm devil-sent I'm on some savage shit, ah I got the drop on the opps, switched the cars I got a hundred inside of a drum We pull up clapping, a round of applause We just gon' say that they won the award I'm social distancing Man, these niggas can't touch me, I can't get sick