[Intro]
(Ferrari Smash)
Yeah
I'm geeked on molly, don't tell nobody
Young Thug need to stop it, I'm too much probably
Woah, woah
[Chorus]
Got a whole thing of molly (And what?)
Don't tell nobody (Shh)
Geeked up, can't stop it (I'm geeked)
Fall asleep in the lobby (I'm sleep)
Got a whole thing of lean (Lean)
I don't pop no bean (Uh-uh)
Pull up on the scene (Then what?)
Paint it red and green (Blatt)
Got a whole bunch of money (Money)
Got a whole bunch of cash (Fucked up)
Got a whole bunch of hash (And what?)
Two hundred on the dash (Rrr)
I don't wanna drive fast (Rrr)
I don't wanna serve bags (Uh-uh)
I'm ridin' around with Steve (And who?)
I ain't talkin' 'bout Nash, blatt
[Verse 1]
I'm creepin' and I'm motherfuckin' crawlin' (Creepy crawlin')
Kid play, send his ass to Hugh Spalding (Blatt, blatt)
Bust it down, hit your avenue and off the shit (Ah, ah, move)
Fake bricks, don't even know where Slauson is, slash that (Fuck you mean?)
Where the guns at? I'm hands on with those (Blatt)
And I don't serve none, it's the wrong number
Hit my man phone for those (You better ball, bruh)
I got brown sugar (Uh-huh), you say you want pink toes? (You want pink toes?)
Got big dimes, same size as mentos (Big dimes)
We still eating that slice, no Kimbo (Kimbo)
It's S double M shit, I'm a membo (I'm a membo)
I meant member, what's the word? I drink the syrup (I drink)
And I smoke kush, that's OG, not pizzurp, blatt
[Chorus]
Got a whole thing of molly (And what?)
Don't tell nobody (Shhh)
Geeked up, can't stop it (I'm geeked)
Fall asleep in the lobby (I'm sleep)
Got a whole thing of lean (Lean)
I don't pop no bean (Uh-uh)
Pull up on the scene (Then what?)
Paint it red and green (Blatt)
Got a whole bunch of money (Money)
Got a whole bunch of cash (Fucked up)
Got a whole bunch of hash (And what?)
Two hundred on the dash (Rrr)
I don't wanna drive fast (Rrr)
I don't wanna serve bags (Uh-uh)
I'm ridin' around with Steve (And who?)
I ain't talkin' 'bout Nash, blatt
[Verse 2]
Ask her nicely, "What the move is, ho?" (What the move is?)
I ain't Slim, but I'm dunkin' in your ho (R.I.P. though)
On the molly, everything is very slow (What the fuck)
But my heart beatin' fast as hell, yo (Oh my gosh)
What the hell done got to me? (I don't know)
I'm geekin' off motherfuckin' profit, shit (Trippin', Thug)
I turned into Young Future, tell her, "Watch this" (Ayy, watch, watch)
I bring it all back inside the pot with it (Woah), cook
Amazing fuckin' grace (Oh my God)
All this ice inside my rings, you could skate (You could skate)
I am better than Crocker with the cake (I ain't cookin')
I ain't cookin' on house, but the dope taste like steak (Steakhouse), blatt (A1)
[Chorus]
Got a whole thing of molly (And what?)
Don't tell nobody (Shhh)
Geeked up, can't stop it (I'm geeked)
Fall asleep in the lobby (I'm sleep)
Got a whole thing of lean (Lean)
I don't pop no bean (Uh-uh)
Pull up on the scene (Then what?)
Paint it red and green (Blatt)
Got a whole bunch of money (Money)
Got a whole bunch of cash (Fucked up)
Got a whole bunch of hash (And what?)
Two hundred on the dash (Rrr)
I don't wanna drive fast (Rrr)
I don't wanna serve bags (Uh-uh)
I'm ridin' around with Steve (And who?)
I ain't talkin' 'bout Nash, blatt
