Testo Molly - 1of1
Testo della canzone Molly (1of1), tratta dall'album Molly - Single
I love my burner
She wanna wish shit, Timmy Turner
I figured she earned it
Burgundy blood all on my fucking shoes
Yuh, okay the paper stack
Rick Owen outta habit, I don't wan' talk lil bitch
You not bad, don't fake it
If you gon' ride or die, you my favorite
I got a bag on me with a lot of money in it
I know it's flat, I don't be carrying cash, dummy
Yeah, I was alone at the party
I'm on the phone with Molly
We had a talk about problems
I went-I went to LI with a problem
I had to cut it, her man was bugging
The odor repugnant, my goal to finesse a Rapunzel
I'm gon' trick if a label advance it
Horror shit, Charles Manson
Horror flick, gore addict
Took they soul, do more after
Witch practice, some of which are good actors
I don't talk to lil broad, she gon' fuck with me more
Bad hoes, what a bore
I need goth hoes, I'm in Gotham
If they ain't dead, play possum
I thought you didn't know me
Now she hit my line and she wanna make a movie
I love my burner
She wanna wish shit, Timmy Turner
I figured she earned it
Burgundy blood all on my fucking shoes
Yuh, okay the paper stack
Rick Owen outta habit, I don't wan' talk lil bitch
You not bad, don't fake it
If you gon' ride or die, you my favorite
I got a bag on me with a lot of money in it
I know it's flat, I don't be carrying cash, dummy
Yeah, I was alone at the party
I'm on the phone with Molly
We had a talk about problems
I went to LI with a problem
I had to cut it, her man was bugging
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Writer(s): Pedralvo Stthomas
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