I been going crazy
Locked up in my room, Netflix gon' save me
Quarantine my house, ain't risking my safety
Isolated from the world, but shit, maybe
We all gone a little crazy, crazy, yeah
No disrespect to my fans
But no, I am not tryna shake your hand
If you wanna see me, see me on the 'Gram
Going on live, eating from a can
Watching re-runs, Sopranos seasons
Would do it anyway, now I got a reason
But honestly, I promise that when it's all done
I'll see y'all then, in 2021
Eh, maybe '22
Shit, what you gonna do?
Feeling like an animal, living in a zoo
My friends text me, I'm like, "don't come through"
Yeah, I'm living like a loser, only hang with my producer
Maneuver out of the way of any commuter
F*ck taking Uber
I even updated the virus protection programs up on my computer
I already told my lady, if we doing it
We'll be using hand sani' for lubricant
I'm f*cking losing it
"How could you make a joke about a damn pandemic, Chris?"
Pfft, have a sense of humor, bitch
I'm just trying to lighten the mood
Yo, I ain't trying to be rude
I'm not the motherf*cker writing the news
I'm that guy up at the groceries who's buying the food
And filling up his f*cking cabinet, entirely soup
I'm the class clown, only with some gloves and a mask now
Ain't no joints here getting passed around
Limited threat, give me a test, give me a pat down
Stuck in a house with my roommate Pat now
JP pull up with Purell
Hope he's not sick, but shit, we can't tell
So we staying out of social distance
It's really not hard when your whole existence
Is either on tour or I'm home alone or on the phone
I mean, honestly, I been known to go
Mad days in a row, no human contact
Netflix chillin' in my room, I'm on that
And that was all before an epidemic
It's still the same shit, just with more disinfectant
Not to be malicious, or unsympathetic
But all jokes aside, I just hope I don't get it
I been going crazy
Locked up in my room, Netflix gon' save me
Quarantine my house, ain't risking my safety
Isolated from the world, but shit, maybe
We all gone a little crazy, crazy, yeah
Yeah, Webby
Until further notice, stay the f*ck away from me, man
And wash those f*cking hands, yeah
JP, cut that shit, man
Quarantine (Freeverse) Video (MV)
Performed By: Chris Webby
Length: 2:40
Written by: Christian Webster, Patrick J Farley, Jake Anthony Procanikl
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I been going crazy
Locked up in my room, Netflix gon' save me
Quarantine my house, ain't risking my safety
Isolated from the world, but shit, maybe
We all gone a little crazy, crazy, yeah
No disrespect to my fans
But no, I am not tryna shake your hand
If you wanna see me, see me on the 'Gram
Going on live, eating from a can
Watching re-runs, Sopranos seasons
Would do it anyway, now I got a reason
But honestly, I promise that when it's all done
I'll see y'all then, in 2021
Eh, maybe '22
Shit, what you gonna do?
Feeling like an animal, living in a zoo
My friends text me, I'm like, "don't come through"
Yeah, I'm living like a loser, only hang with my producer
Maneuver out of the way of any commuter
F*ck taking Uber
I even updated the virus protection programs up on my computer
I already told my lady, if we doing it
We'll be using hand sani' for lubricant
I'm f*cking losing it
"How could you make a joke about a damn pandemic, Chris?"
Pfft, have a sense of humor, bitch
I'm just trying to lighten the mood
Yo, I ain't trying to be rude
I'm not the motherf*cker writing the news
I'm that guy up at the groceries who's buying the food
And filling up his f*cking cabinet, entirely soup
I'm the class clown, only with some gloves and a mask now
Ain't no joints here getting passed around
Limited threat, give me a test, give me a pat down
Stuck in a house with my roommate Pat now
JP pull up with Purell
Hope he's not sick, but shit, we can't tell
So we staying out of social distance
It's really not hard when your whole existence
Is either on tour or I'm home alone or on the phone
I mean, honestly, I been known to go
Mad days in a row, no human contact
Netflix chillin' in my room, I'm on that
And that was all before an epidemic
It's still the same shit, just with more disinfectant
Not to be malicious, or unsympathetic
But all jokes aside, I just hope I don't get it
I been going crazy
Locked up in my room, Netflix gon' save me
Quarantine my house, ain't risking my safety
Isolated from the world, but shit, maybe
We all gone a little crazy, crazy, yeah
Yeah, Webby
Until further notice, stay the f*ck away from me, man
And wash those f*cking hands, yeah
JP, cut that shit, man
Locked up in my room, Netflix gon' save me
Quarantine my house, ain't risking my safety
Isolated from the world, but shit, maybe
We all gone a little crazy, crazy, yeah
No disrespect to my fans
But no, I am not tryna shake your hand
If you wanna see me, see me on the 'Gram
Going on live, eating from a can
Watching re-runs, Sopranos seasons
Would do it anyway, now I got a reason
But honestly, I promise that when it's all done
I'll see y'all then, in 2021
Eh, maybe '22
Shit, what you gonna do?
Feeling like an animal, living in a zoo
My friends text me, I'm like, "don't come through"
Yeah, I'm living like a loser, only hang with my producer
Maneuver out of the way of any commuter
F*ck taking Uber
I even updated the virus protection programs up on my computer
I already told my lady, if we doing it
We'll be using hand sani' for lubricant
I'm f*cking losing it
"How could you make a joke about a damn pandemic, Chris?"
Pfft, have a sense of humor, bitch
I'm just trying to lighten the mood
Yo, I ain't trying to be rude
I'm not the motherf*cker writing the news
I'm that guy up at the groceries who's buying the food
And filling up his f*cking cabinet, entirely soup
I'm the class clown, only with some gloves and a mask now
Ain't no joints here getting passed around
Limited threat, give me a test, give me a pat down
Stuck in a house with my roommate Pat now
JP pull up with Purell
Hope he's not sick, but shit, we can't tell
So we staying out of social distance
It's really not hard when your whole existence
Is either on tour or I'm home alone or on the phone
I mean, honestly, I been known to go
Mad days in a row, no human contact
Netflix chillin' in my room, I'm on that
And that was all before an epidemic
It's still the same shit, just with more disinfectant
Not to be malicious, or unsympathetic
But all jokes aside, I just hope I don't get it
I been going crazy
Locked up in my room, Netflix gon' save me
Quarantine my house, ain't risking my safety
Isolated from the world, but shit, maybe
We all gone a little crazy, crazy, yeah
Yeah, Webby
Until further notice, stay the f*ck away from me, man
And wash those f*cking hands, yeah
JP, cut that shit, man
Writer: Christian Webster, Patrick J Farley, Jake Anthony Procanikl
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.