Molly Lyrics

I met that bad girl, her name's Molly

Calling for Q's while bopping on molly

Not my damn problem but she could a gone Colli

Now she want fuck with the booze and broccoli

Ion want bitches like this right on me

Maybe two drinks keep the whole ting holy

She looking for me I'm holding her body

I'm waiting three months to grab on her body

Dun whining that waist then grabbing that bumper

I'll see you next city and I want my jumper

Maybe she love me maybe I love her

Maybe I'll stop the trap before busted

Sick of damn bitties and I'm sick of damn lust yeah

Maybe I want something just tougher

I want her on me just rougher

Give her my baby I come like gusha

I'm sick of damn bitties then sick of your silence

Sick of damn minimum sick od damn violence

Sick of damn undies sick of this virus

Gov won't let me do this mileage

But the whole team on South just vibing

Baby got bands but she ain't got timing

All these straps at my yard bad timing

My baby my shooter I'm feeling the sighting

Like, I got the sauce

Please approach with caution

Extra large portion baby I'm yamming like do extortion

Maybe I'll force em

I got drip that need endorsement

If I stay shoreham baby I swear I'll die from boredom

Whipping out like I'm touring

I got the coupe, no license, it's foreign