You know I had to do one for the club
Haha, Even tho they closed
She mad
She can′t hit the club
Because the pandemic
In the living room
But she going ham with it
All her girlfriends in a circle
Not a man in it
TikTok, Snapchat
And on the gram with it
Doing some damage
House party
Dressed to impress
As if it's the catwalk
The way she move that booty
You can tell that that ass soft
Sippin′ all night
Ain't gotta worry bout last call
Masks on until they heard Future
Then fuck it, mask off
Exciting
Alright then
It's enticing
The way that ass clap
And separate like a hyphen
I′m likin′
If this was the club
Niggas be fightin'
Just to see it drop
But we watch
Just like a Breitling
Niggas writing
All on their post
Tryna see ′em
They got a hundred friend request
And a thousand up in they DM
Thotties all wanna be 'em
Niggas they gotta flee em
Cause they got it poppin′
Thought it was stoppin'
But they just begun
So watch
Niggas plot
To get a spot
But the line around the block
Unless you rocking a yacht
These ain′t regular thots
They top notch
When they got hot
Rode in drop tops
Bounce on niggas
Like it's hopscotch
A stopwatch to clock where they get they bands
Booking info in bio and it link you to Onlyfans
Quarantine ain't stopping the dough
You better know
That the money gonna grow
Relax and enjoy the show
If they close the club
We at the house
Don′t wanna start a riot
Keep it quiet
It′s word of mouth
We don't give a fuck
It′s going up
In the crib we going buck
If you here you know what's up
If you ain′t
You outta luck
If they close the club
We at the house
Don't wanna start a riot
Keep it quiet
It′s word of mouth
We don't give a fuck
It's going up
In the crib we going buck
If you here you know what′s up
If you ain′t, you outta luck
Fuck it up like 2019
She grind on me
I sweat on her
A fuck about hygiene
She looking back
So she can see it
Pass me the Visine
Tomorrow the whole outfit
Is gon' need a dry clean
But for now
We gon′ kill this shit
Like a crime scene
But I'ma lil bias
They like us
They say a nigga sick
They call me coronavirus
But you can call me Chris
I′m also known as the flyest
You say that I'm the shit
I promise I won′t deny it
In the crib turning up
Got the walls shakin'
They hear the music
But they not invited
They all hatin'
Got the block jumping
And they listen
From the outside trippin′
Cause they hearing the commotion
And hoping we social distance
It′s getting crazy
And we need to consider
We gotta re-up on the liquor
We running out of tequila
Fuckin' up all our liver
Pictures we won′t remember
As the bottles finish quicker
Y'all start to look unfamiliar
We fucked up
I don′t know when we stoppin'
Outside might be closed
But the inside is poppin′
You ain't gotta head out
Cause when you step out
It's dead out
Why would you wanna get out
Unless you playing the let out
5am and it′s finally dying
It′s looking like the hangover
Minus the tiger and Mike Tyson
Can tell by the reaction
Above the caption
Shit was super lit
Without the pics
It didn't happen
If they close the club
We at the house
Don′t wanna start a riot
Keep it quiet
It's word of mouth
We don′t give a fuck
It's going up
In the crib we going buck
If you here you know what′s up
If you ain't
You outta luck
If they close the club
We at the house
Don't wanna start a riot
Keep it quiet
It′s word of mouth
We don′t give a fuck
It's going up
In the crib we going buck
If you here you know what′s up
If you ain't, you outta luck
