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Yeah that girl's off the molly
F*ck a bitch with a fat ass, yeah her name was Molly
And she wanna get on top, uh, ride me like harley
Milly Rock around the block, uh
I feel like Carti

Don't really pull up if you ain't really with it
I got all my goons playin' niggas like it's quidditch
If yo' ass is a fool, then you getting just "good riddanced"
And I jump into the pool with a baddie like it's ribbit

Man your bitch is callin' me so much I'm payin' for her minutes
Get in her walls like a titan, man I'm really such a menace
And I dunk right in the coochie, man I'm feelin' like I'm Dennis
Hold up cut it , yeah we eat and get the green just like it's lettuce
Oh damn

For the haters, I don't even f*cking owe them
Lot of bands in my pocket, yeah I'm gonna hold them
Boy you really is a pussy, balls gotta grow them
Gotta grow up, you a tike

If you talking all that trash, knock you out just like I'm Mike
And your girl wanted a trip, man she wanna take a ride
And I sell you for that cash, yeah you really hella light
And I put me on my a fit, man the fitted looking fly
And I really got that strap, just like I am just a dike
And I got a gun for everybody, it's just looking bi
I don't even talk that crap, man I only go and fight
Man I'm playing, I don't even got a strap, but send them lines
Boy
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Yeah that girl's off the molly
F*ck a bitch with a fat ass, yeah her name was Molly
And she wanna get on top, uh, ride me like harley
Milly Rock around the block, uh
I feel like Carti

Don't really pull up if you ain't really with it
I got all my goons playin' niggas like it's quidditch
If yo' ass is a fool, then you getting just "good riddanced"
And I jump into the pool with a baddie like it's ribbit

Man your bitch is callin' me so much I'm payin' for her minutes
Get in her walls like a titan, man I'm really such a menace
And I dunk right in the coochie, man I'm feelin' like I'm Dennis
Hold up cut it , yeah we eat and get the green just like it's lettuce
Oh damn

For the haters, I don't even f*cking owe them
Lot of bands in my pocket, yeah I'm gonna hold them
Boy you really is a pussy, balls gotta grow them
Gotta grow up, you a tike

If you talking all that trash, knock you out just like I'm Mike
And your girl wanted a trip, man she wanna take a ride
And I sell you for that cash, yeah you really hella light
And I put me on my a fit, man the fitted looking fly
And I really got that strap, just like I am just a dike
And I got a gun for everybody, it's just looking bi
I don't even talk that crap, man I only go and fight
Man I'm playing, I don't even got a strap, but send them lines
Boy
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Writer: Norman Jesse Whitfield, Mariah Carey, Cameron Giles, Justin Gregory Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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