Testo MOLLY [feat. DaBaby] - Foogiano feat. DaBaby
Testo della canzone MOLLY [feat. DaBaby] (Foogiano feat. DaBaby), tratta dall'album MOLLY (Remix) [feat. DaBaby]
Yeah, nigga (huh? Mob?)
2020, boy (uh)
Y'all done fucked up now, nigga (it's bad)
Huh? Yeah (Authentic or nothin')
Baby mama ain't shit (naw)
She won't let me see my son (hoe)
But you fuck with 'em, I'ma pop my gun
Pussy, ain't no one on one (rrah)
Nigga, we come from the slums (mob)
30 rounds, 50 rounds, 100 rounds
Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?)
I ain't never been a actor
Patrick nigga with that cappin' shit
We gon' stomp his ass just like a kappa (uh)
The mayor but she call me master (uh)
Got her to the spot
Gave that bitch a Perc', now she geekin' like a banshee (geek)
She couldn't e'en understand me (ah)
When I told her drop her panties
448, I get 'em gone (ah)
Boy, this a hunned million dollar phone
They hit my jack they say they need the strong
Boy, you look broke as hell, you need a loan?
My nigga, I'm nice, so you can have a loan (ah)
Yo', bitch told me "That was nice" and then we boned (uh)
No time to cuff, a nigga know I'm gone
Trap on the defense, boy, I'm in the zone
Ain't gotta say it, you know how I'm comin' (uh)
Big nuts they hangin' like a monkey
Say he got 50 bags down in the dungeon
Boy, I hear take some and he say he bummin'
Say he gon' shoot, well bih what it do? (Ah)
I think he bluffin', nigga, where the proof?
Told you we comin' and we want the loot
Try me, boy, I'ma leave you with no roof
I got that drank, bitch I got that juice
No, I ain't bishop, but I keep the tool
Lil bitch, it's Foo, but try me like a fool
I promise ya you won't make another move
I'm in my groove, yeah, nigga, I'm back
Boy, I heard you been cuffin' on that net
That bitch she lick me down until my sack
You got a new name, boy, we call you Pat
He want the smoke, well, bih, what it is?
You know I'm slimy, nigga, like a eel (slime)
Know I'll pop a nigga like a pill
Know I be drankin' mud straight out the seal (mud)
Yeah, it's the mayor and I'm with the Mob (mob)
Yeah, we be trappin', bih, we don't do fraud
My trappers they young and layin' in ya yard, bih
Ah?
Baby mama ain't shit (naw)
She won't let me see my son (hoe)
But you fuck with 'em, I'ma pop my gun
Pussy, ain't no one on one (rrah)
Nigga, we come from the slums (mob)
30 rounds, 50 rounds, 100 rounds
Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?)
I ain't never been a actor
Patrick nigga with that cappin' shit
We gon' stomp his ass just like a kappa (uh)
The mayor but she call me master (uh)
Got her to the spot
Gave that bitch a Perc', now she geekin' like a banshee (geek)
She couldn't e'en understand me (ah)
When I told her drop her panties
She can keep her panties on when I hit her, yeah (yeah)
She told me hurry up and take my 'fit off, yeah (yeah)
And she be on the clock, workin' real hard, yeah (yeah)
She gon' suck my dick when she get off, yeah (go)
Big bankroll in a burner
Put a nigga anywhere, I'm guaranteed to turn up
Don't know who the fuck told these niggas they was soldiers
I put my baby mama in a motherfuckin' Rover (vroom)
She caught the box when I sent in the sodas (ooh)
I copped the drop, put that shit in and sold it (ooh)
Fuck all that poppin', I click and it's over (ooh)
We havin' Glocks in this bitch, we ain't show 'em (bah)
Yeah, I got that thang, you ain't e'en know it (yeah)
I just got some brain, do your thing, she be blowin'
I had to change, got rich, it's annoyin'
Hop out, get paid for that bitch, and I go in (go in)
Nice to meet you, I pull up in the foreign, yeah
Roll up, we brought a whole bowl in, yeah
Fuck her after I perform (mmm)
She pop a pill, she fuck like she do porn (mmm)
My watch is real and I'm havin' two on (two)
Fuck around and put fire on your ass if you want
Fuck around and put iron on your ass like I'm Ghost (mmm)
Fuck around and see me grabbin' her ass if you don't (mmm)
Baby mama ain't shit (naw)
She won't let me see my son (hoe)
But you fuck with 'em, I'ma pop my gun
Pussy, ain't no one on one (rrah)
Nigga, we come from the slums (mob)
30 rounds, 50 rounds, 100 rounds
Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?)
I ain't never been a actor
Patrick nigga with that cappin' shit
We gon' stomp his ass just like a kappa (uh)
The mayor but she call me master (uh)
Got her to the spot
Gave that bitch a Perc', now she geekin' like a banshee (geek)
She couldn't e'en understand me (ah)
When I told her drop her panties
(This is Authentic, nigga)
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Kwame Khalil Brown, Eli Gerald Haire, Malik Lewis Corbett
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