Ever since I put the cookie on quarantine, uh, like a relay race, when I run up in the spot, bitches know they place, fly on a *****, I'ma need my skates, social distance, I'ma need my skates, period. Which he said.

We all know what you're trying to do with them shorts. It ain't working, I'm just saying.

You got that, you know what you got? Fucking flatback!