Molly Monster

Baby kind of fine, yeah I think I want her
But she off the drugs, I can't even stop her
She upped turned to the mother fucking Molly monster
Molly monster

Molly monster
Uh, smoking this dope got me liberated
Bad little bitch and she masturbating
She popped a couple of bars and gave her soul to Satan

I keep the hot pot it turn your soul to bacon
Niggas talking crazy till it get to shakin
Gah-gah-gah-gah-gah
Opps is alcoholic, they done took a lot of shots

She gave me dumb brain after we done smoked a lot of pot
No condoms, I'm just rolling dice and I'm playing slots
I'm finna run this shit up off the motherfucking bots
Yeah, told that little bitch shut up, I just want the fucking box

Yeah, and I don't need this shit, I'll put it down and we could box
Yeah, she's a chicken farmer, how she takes care of my cock
Yeah, I'm always fucking working steady, beating up the clock
Yeah, I walk with Smith and Wesson and my nigga got the Glock

Yeah, don't get outlined with no chalk
Yeah, I'm a fucking Martian, I'm just kicking it with Spock
Yeah, kicking it with Shorty, but we barely fucking talk
Top of the morning and she already giving top

Yeah, I'm yawning and she already giving slop
Got the balloon on, got the balloon on me and I'ma let it pop
Yeah, let it pop like a celebration, hooray
Lately I've been drunk as fuck off the D'Usse

I swear to God that my life is like a Movie
I ain't talking Blu-ray, I don't care what you say
Baby, kinda fun, yeah, I think I want her
But she off the drugs, I can't even stop her

Yeah, she off to the motherfucking Molly Monster
Monster, Molly Monster, Molly Monster
Molly Monster, Molly Monster, Molly Monster
Yeah, she off the drugs, I can't even stop her

Hey, it's Fear, I ain't scared



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