MOLLY (BABY MAMA)

Yeah, nigga (Huh? Mob?) (33, that bit' boomin') 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 (huh?) Patrick nigga with that cappin' shit We gon' stomp his ass just like a kappa (uh) The mayor but she call me masta' (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 dolla' phone (uh) 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 Know I'll pop a nigga like a pill Know I be drankin' mud straight out the seal 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, bi- 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 gunn pussy, ain't no one on one (rrrah) 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 (huh?) Patrick nigga with that cappin' shit We gon' stomp his ass just like a kappa (uh) The mayor but she call me masta' (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 I pop a perc, she know what it is (ah) Bitch, ain't no talkin', I ain't Dr. Phil (who) Pockets, they fat as hell like Uncle Phil Just like a safety, bitch, I'm in the field Here come the mayor, bitch, this ain't a drill Say that he lookin' for me, he a meal Bitch, if you shoot you better shoot to kill I call the demon, he won't let you live Slim told me "Foo, my nigga, let him live" Swear I can't let him live, I want them M's Know when I'm comin', boy, I come to kill I fucked yo bitch because she like my libs I got 'em mad, 'cause I'm in my bag Yeah, boy, my pockets heavy, gotta sag And I got Glocks that come with extra mags Sauce it be drippin', yeah that shit be sad He want the smoke, but I bring a cloud Bitch, ain't no boxin', but I'm bringin' rounds I'm with the Mob, that nigga won't be found I promise you we gon' come and shut it down I hit yo' bitch, and I'm on her lips Ask 'em, I get to work and make it flip I got the power, I can get you dipped Roll up that cookie, nigga, chocolate chip He want that pressure, well bitch make a move You tryin' Foo? Well, nigga you the fool I'll have them gutta babies on ya roof Yo ass gon' dissapear, lil nigga, poof Yeah, bitch, I'm back, and I'm here to say Even yo bitch gon' tell you that I'm great So when you see me, nigga, fix ya face Yeah, it's the mayor, bitch, I won the race 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 (huh?) Patrick nigga with that cappin' shit We gon' stomp his ass just like a kappa (uh) The mayor but she call me masta' (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