- S3nsi Molly Lenox 歌詞
- S3nsi Molly
- Ricos going crazy again
Ayy, haha, go
Ayy, Rack up, wrap it, take it out (Work)
Ayy
Got the bag off of trappin' and cashed out at Lenox
Whole lot of money, said **** it and spent it
Ride down your block with them straps, windows tinted
Ride down your block with them MACs, we gon spin it
Spin for a bend , we gon' take him out
Bag him like trash, gotta take him out
Wrap up the work in the trap, gotta ship it out
Glocks do the talkin, no time, we cant hear him out
Ayy, takin my shot like a free throw
Bust down a *****, she a freak ho
Reach for your chain, takin s**t like Deebo
Ayy, pop out , its us at your peephole
Ayy, ice on my neck like a glacier
Slide on a ***** like a skater
Just **** on a ho, no, we cant date her
Skrrt, drop her off, see you later, ayy
Yeah, she a stripper, I throw her them ones
Bust down a *****, she be ****** for fun
Whole city hate me, I ride with them guns
If it was beef, just know that it's done
Hit Sour Matt with the gas, he gon' pull up and serve me
End up with your name on a shirt like a jersey
Two shots to his head, leave him cold like a turkey
Get the work in the morning, Im trappin' real early
All of that typin with nothin to say
Pull up, Im bustin', I pop out with Ks
Black mask on my face so I cant catch a case
Wanted that smoke so I gave em it laced
Got the bag off of trappin and cashed out at Lenox
Whole lot of money, said **** it and spent it
Ride down your block with them straps, windows tinted
Ride down your block with them MACs, we gon spin it
Spin for a bend, we gon take him out
Bag him like trash , gotta take him out
Wrap up the work in the trap, gotta ship it out
Glocks do the talkin, no time, we cant hear him out
Run up on opps, we gon lay em down ( Get down)
Im ****** that *****, she make a lot of sound (Huh?)
***** wanna fight, put the guns down
Pull up to the show, send a lot of rounds
My ***** a demon, send his ass to a dog pound
We got them sticks, we gon pop out
I left that show and we got all the Glocks out
Just for them bands, we gon pull up and rock out
Reach for that chain, you cant run, you get knocked down
***** gon ****, she on go
Ran out of Woods, send her ass to the store
Exotic pop, Ima pour me a four
We ran out the back cause the feds at the door
She got a fat ass, Ima smack that
On the way to the top, we dont backtrack
Got all them drugs in the backpack
A band for a show, let em have that
Fake ass chain, Ima snatch that
I send that ***** to go break down a brick
They call up Lil Brook cause I stay with the stick
I **** on that ho for one night, then I switch (Go )
We catch an opp, he get thrown in a ditch
Gucci shoes, I be spinnin them bends
After the show, I might **** on a fan
Pull up in LA and I hop out a van
Give her a Perc, now its makin her dance
**** on a ***** in the traphouse
Got money, Im a high school dropout
We see the opps, now we en route
All at your door with them guns out
All that rap s**t aint fun now
Got the bag off of trappin and cashed out at Lenox
Whole lot of money, said **** it and spent it
Ride down your block with them straps, windows tinted
Ride down your block with them MACs, we gon spin it
Spin for a bend, we gon take him out
Bag him like trash, gotta take him out
Wrap up the work in the trap, gotta ship it out
Glocks do the talkin, no time, we cant hear him out
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