[Intro: DJ Scream]
DJ SCREAM
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke
Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke
M-mollies, Weed, Z-zans, Coke
Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke
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M-mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke
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Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Extendos fuck that reload (Bow)
Lock and load til' the block explode (Fucker)
Can't wait man they got to go (Ah!)
We shooting back they got to know (Boom)
Campaign still champagne (Squad)
You disrespect then it's red rain (Ahaha)
10-90 so red crew (woo!)
Disrespect who?
I wish you would (Squad!)
Thugged down and we smoked good (you know!)
Stainless top on my rose hood (uh!)
Hang a nigga no rose wood (fucker)
I got 4 grams in this backwood (squad)
Throw his body in the backwoods (fuck him)
Cut his body parts like the cartels (sucka)
Choppa'll make him do cartwheels (boom [X10])
Say yo pussy ass on dummy bells
You a lame nigga
You the sucka type (sucker)
Sellin weed and we sellin white (fucker)
I'm dime on i'm really right (uh)
Checkin up P's
Yellin' (?) life
Fo' life
Four ounces that's dirty spice
Chill done ice
Rich as hell off rap, nigga
Shippin' my own packs, nigga!
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke
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Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke
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Mollies, Weed, Z-zans, Coke (it's Gucci!)
Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Got so many bitches call gotta keep it on the charger
Niggas keep on hatin'; imma load up my revolver
6's, they want 50, that's why I put them on the charger
Take these rappers to the hood like a fish out the water
(niggas never cross because Gucci's a double crosser)
Used to run Sun Valley just like Nina at Tha Carter
A street nigga turned industry that's where the nigga lost me
Hold my rollie up cause there two bricks is what it cost me
I had a boston bitch real bossy too; I put her on the molly
And my bank account so pregnant and my pocket need pilates
People think i'm crazy cause I keep buying Ferraris
I'm in that brand new Bentley, bitch, It cost be about three Maseratis (it's Gucci)
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke
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[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Xanax have a nigga head sleep, mesha sofa
Mollies quicker picker upper, fuck with no rubber
Stuck my dick in her mouth, she blew me like a whistle
My friend lick my balls, shot nut like a pistol
Ballin' so crazy think I need a agent
White girl doin' it white girl, caucasian
Sellin' legal product, put you on the open cages
Back to school? Be a doctor? I ain't got no patience
Fast money, fast cars, I'm in fifth gear
Ten shots at your table, 25ths over here
Yo plug from another hood? Mine from mexico
XR, high as hell, I got gas, for the low
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke
Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke
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