Z-FLO - The Coronavirus Song Lyrics

Yo
Yep
Yeah
No more playing ball outside
Debt stacked to the ceiling
Been dodging all these women
Staying out of my feelings
I need a new controller
So the console I sold it
Mask on in Publix fam
Cause I ain't tryna catch COVID
I meal prep for two weeks
Now I can only buy two chickens
Tryna give me a hug? Nmm-mm
Nah fam, I'm keeping my distance
New York learned from sinning
Are you done or are you finished?
"This ain't even my final form"
2020 every two minutes
Fam, I wanna hit one in a sauna
But everything is closed from New York to California
Trying not to catch the Rona, anxious at the moment
Cause if lil homie *coughs* then I can't run back to mama
Trying not to catch the
No messing round with Mrs.
They baptizing these kids
And tryna keep the social distance
No sharing candy and suckers
No drinking after each other
No passing plates at dinnertime
It might be your Last Supper
Fam you better sanitize your letters
Cancel all your tickets to Jamaica and Coachella
Fam they sneezing on your feta, on that taco you just bought
Making tacos at the bell then *sneezing*- no you did not
I'm trying not to catch the Rona, staying outta comas
All these docs are busy from Detroit to Arizona
Trying not to catch the Rona, anxious at the moment
Cause if lil homie *coughs* then I can't run back to mama
But I really really wanna, hit one in a sauna
But everything is closed from New York to California
Trying not to catch the Rona, anxious at the moment
Cause if lil homie *coughs* then I can't run back to mama
Trying not to catch the
Yo
Yep
Yeah
COVID.