Pop Wit Molly
I-I-I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
They wanna know too much, get the fuck up out the lobby
Is you showin' love, or is you just tryna copy
They playin' wit my life, this shit is not a hobby
Why is it the credit that they always try to rob me
It's R.I.P. Dolph, when the fuck they gettin' Gotti
If I up a stick, nigga don't expect karate
I ain't runnin' with a clique, nigga, one-man posse
Bitches over money, that's exactly where he lost me
Shit on Instagram hoes like I'm chillin' with the Saudis
Put it on like Scottie, now I'm chillin' with two hotties
I'm not keepin' da hoe, I ain't worried bout the bodies
I'm a grand turismo, she ride like Maserati
Yo lady see me give applause, I'm gaga
I'm just tryna poke her face, put her in some Prada
I'm suckin' on the toes, taste like Balenciaga
HF black sheep, I live an epic saga
Election time is comin', I can hear em screamin' MAGA
I let the music speak, I ain't dick-suckin' a blogger
Just look at your chick, bet I got her doin' the cha-cha
Lookin' like a lick, make the panties go tata
Niggas cut da brick go bombaclott shotta
slum was never nice, block go Baka
niggas seein' red no whole no lotta
HF HF, new don dada
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
Move Low-Key, name heavy as a kilo
You niggas think I'm green? I am not smoking your pre-role
The shit is all action, we aint got time for B-roll
Fuck the front door, I'm tryna comin' on a helo
Got a lot of motion, but I'm known for the velo
I'm shootin' out the gym, HF agent zero
Snatch em' by the cape, I ain't got time for a hero
I don't know a good fella, I just know De Niro
3, 2, 1, I'm good in the crunch time
Better up your gun, you know I'ma clutch mine
Get your own style, lil' boy, don't munch mine
Don't talk bout ice spice less you talkin' lunch time
This ain't petty theft, gettin' to it like it's high crime
I was broke as fuck, now my pockets so sublime
Ops better duck, ain't shit to cross the gun line
These niggas steady hated talkin' like they want mine
Yo lady see me give applause, I'm gaga
I'm just tryna poke her face, put her in some Prada
I'm suckin' on the toes, taste like Balenciaga
HF black sheep, I live an epic saga
Election time is comin', I can hear em screamin' MAGA
I let the music speak, I ain't dick-suckin' a blogger
Just look at your chick, bet I got her doin' the cha-cha
Lookin' like a lick, make the panties go tata
Niggas cut da brick go bombaclott shotta
slum was never nice, block go Baka
niggas seein' red no whole no lotta
HF HF, new don dada
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
They wanna know too much, get the fuck up out the lobby
Is you showin' love, or is you just tryna copy
They playin' wit my life, this shit is not a hobby
Why is it the credit that they always try to rob me
It's R.I.P. Dolph, when the fuck they gettin' Gotti
If I up a stick, nigga don't expect karate
I ain't runnin' with a clique, nigga, one-man posse
Bitches over money, that's exactly where he lost me
Shit on Instagram hoes like I'm chillin' with the Saudis
Put it on like Scottie, now I'm chillin' with two hotties
I'm not keepin' da hoe, I ain't worried bout the bodies
I'm a grand turismo, she ride like Maserati
Yo lady see me give applause, I'm gaga
I'm just tryna poke her face, put her in some Prada
I'm suckin' on the toes, taste like Balenciaga
HF black sheep, I live an epic saga
Election time is comin', I can hear em screamin' MAGA
I let the music speak, I ain't dick-suckin' a blogger
Just look at your chick, bet I got her doin' the cha-cha
Lookin' like a lick, make the panties go tata
Niggas cut da brick go bombaclott shotta
slum was never nice, block go Baka
niggas seein' red no whole no lotta
HF HF, new don dada
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
Move Low-Key, name heavy as a kilo
You niggas think I'm green? I am not smoking your pre-role
The shit is all action, we aint got time for B-roll
Fuck the front door, I'm tryna comin' on a helo
Got a lot of motion, but I'm known for the velo
I'm shootin' out the gym, HF agent zero
Snatch em' by the cape, I ain't got time for a hero
I don't know a good fella, I just know De Niro
3, 2, 1, I'm good in the crunch time
Better up your gun, you know I'ma clutch mine
Get your own style, lil' boy, don't munch mine
Don't talk bout ice spice less you talkin' lunch time
This ain't petty theft, gettin' to it like it's high crime
I was broke as fuck, now my pockets so sublime
Ops better duck, ain't shit to cross the gun line
These niggas steady hated talkin' like they want mine
Yo lady see me give applause, I'm gaga
I'm just tryna poke her face, put her in some Prada
I'm suckin' on the toes, taste like Balenciaga
HF black sheep, I live an epic saga
Election time is comin', I can hear em screamin' MAGA
I let the music speak, I ain't dick-suckin' a blogger
Just look at your chick, bet I got her doin' the cha-cha
Lookin' like a lick, make the panties go tata
Niggas cut da brick go bombaclott shotta
slum was never nice, block go Baka
niggas seein' red no whole no lotta
HF HF, new don dada
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Kata
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.