SAINt JHN, JID - Quarantine Wifey (feat. JID)

Whore, you know what I'm sayin'? Fuck it we 'bout two out, right now, look at my shit bitch Uh, uh, uh, uh, and, and, and, and All this year long, next year We ain't fuckin' with none of you bum ass niggas You know what I'm sayin'? You a fuckboy we not fuckin' with you No, no, no, no, no you lil' whore, gang shit, bitch I'm just a nigga Still escapin' my feelings I rather call you a friend This shit some thing that got me mad It means I'm just a nigga But I'm not lookin' for no fiancé Shit, that already means I'm beyond great I said, "Bitch I'm tryin' to be the next Kanye" That mean the way this shit going is a one-way That means I came from a gutter, came a long way Ain't got no time for no love and no fiancé That don't mean in the future, in a couple months Maybe we could just meet once or twice for a little lunch I don't mean a lot of time, just a little one I mean pardon me, back then I was a little young Consider that this where where I'm really from Where the baby Dracos go brra-ba-ba-bam This an elephant in the room it weighs a ton That means I'm just a nigga again Still escapin' my feelings I rather call you a friend This shit some thing that got me mad It means I'm just a nigga again Still running from my feelings I rather call you a friend This shit some thing that got me mad I mean it Uh, whoa shit, whoa shit Whoa shit Whoa shit, whoa shit, whoa shit Just a nigga with some money, only hit and have some fun I'm feelin' good, skin, sun kissed Baby tongue kissin' on your stomach, and havin' lunch Kickin' drums through the city slums, nigga (run) Red rum, red rum, break, give a nigga leg room They be playin' dumb, I thought somebody said some' But it's probably all inside my head All these women tryna lay in my bed Put the vitamin in body, it's red 'Til a nigga dead, I ain't even scared of it Tell the truth, I'm never really careful When it come to you, I'm bein' real (real) Had a thing for you since we was lil' (lil') Now I got a bigger thing to give (give) Music louder and now I don't wanna yell (yell) We could talk about it at the crib (crib) Or the parking lot inside the whip (whip) I been numbin' down, don't have a fuck to give Shut your mouth, baby, button lips I don't wanna ever have to wonder 'bout another nigga And the woman I'm lovin', I'm, fuck I'm just a nigga again (whoa) Still escapin' my feelings (yeah) I rather call you a friend This shit some thing that got me mad It means I'm just a nigga again Still running from my feelings I rather call you a friend This shit some thing that got me mad I mean it You in love, is there somebody that you still thinkin' 'bout? Is there somebody's name that you wanna say Are you turnin' your lemons into lemonade? 'Cause if you do (told Lee he'd be a millionaire) Hello F a l l e n, I'm Jax Italian fan of SAINt JHN (very fan) Very fan, and eh, in fact I bought two tickets for Dublin concert And I will travel to Dublin only for you and SAINt But now, that you have postponed your concert I have to travel to Dublin, for nothing I'm so sad, I cry (so, so sad) I was the number one fan of SAINt JHNNY He was my favorite artist, and now (we are so sad) I'm so sad, me and my girlfriend