smoke

Imma get heated in the shop like a lit Molotov

Name written on the walls you can call me Molotow

You already know that my girl a bad hoe

The box so hot you'd think I called in a smoke

I don't got tats on my skin but I will

Got the pain in my brain, need a Tylenol

Eating from the back, now that's a happy meal

Got a new package you can smell it through the seal

Smell it through the seal, no this ain't a meal

You can hear the engine, you could call it unreal