molly (not real version 4) - playboi carti lyrics
[intro]
(blatt)
[chorus]
yeah, look at these diamonds, they shinin’, yeah
look at these b*tches, they lyin’, yeah (tssh)
baby, these diamonds not johnny, yeah
i just called up avianne, yeah
i don’t got no stylist, yeah (slatt)
all my planes are private (tssh)
perkies on the private
we don’t f*ck with molly
we had to lay back on them pills (tssh)
i just f*cked the pint up
i’m finna set up in your field
get slimed, lil’ b*tch, i know you not real
i’ma spend my money on guns and pills
in atlanta with a b*tch and that b*tch so bad (tssh*tssh*tssh)
i’m on that lean, lil’ b*tch
kick the b*tch out, i didn’t need the b*tch
[verse 1]
i’m from the flat, lil’ n*ggas (woo, yeah)
we started trappin’, n*gga (woo, tssh)
we started rappin’, n*gga (woo)
these all black diamonds, n*gga (woo)
hang out with robbers, n*gga (woo)
what you know about robbin’ n*ggas? (woo)
what you know about tecs? (tssh*tssh*tssh*tssh*tssh, woo)
what you know about mobbin’, n*gga? (slatt, tssh*tssh, woo)
[chorus]
look at these diamonds, they shinin’, yeah
look at these b*tches, they lyin’, yeah (tssh)
baby, these diamonds not johnny, yeah
i just called up avianne, yeah
i don’t got no stylist, yeah (slatt)
all my planes are private (tssh)
perkies on the private
we don’t f*ck with molly
we had to lay back on them pills (tssh)
i just f*cked the pint up
i’m finna set up in your field
get slimed, lil’ b*tch, i know you not real
i’ma spend my money on guns and pills
in atlanta with a b*tch and that b*tch so bad
i’m on that lean, lil’ b*tch
kick the b*tch out, i didn’t need the b*tch
[verse 2]
check out the ice in my neck, yeah (in my neck, yeah)
ice all in my ears (tssh)
put a b*tch on his back (tssh, blatt)
he didn’t hear me clear (blatt)
i’m in the flat off a pill (blatt, pill)
shawty gon’ suck then peel
b*tch gon’ eat*eat, yeah (let’s do it)
b*tch tryna meet me (woo)
whole lotta cash, let’s get it, yeah
whole lotta racks, let’s get it, slatt
we smokin’ the gas, lil’ n*gga, yeah (yeah)
we smokin’ on thrax, lil’ n*gga (yeah)
shawty, she f*ck me so good, hol’ up (woo)
baby, i know what you doin’, yeah (woo)
shawty, i know what you doin’, yeah (tssh*tssh*tssh*tssh*tssh*tssh, yeah, woo)
baby, keep doin’ what you doin’ (woo)
[chorus]
yeah, look at these diamonds, they shinin’, yeah
look at these b*tches, they lyin’, yeah (tssh)
baby, these diamonds not johnny, yeah
i just called up avianne, yeah
i don’t got no stylist, yeah (slatt)
all my planes are private (tssh)
perkies on the private
we don’t f*ck with molly
we had to lay back on them pills (tssh)
i just f*cked the pint up
i’m finna set up in your field
get slimed, lil’ b*tch, i know you not real
i’ma spend my money on guns and pills
in atlanta with a b*tch and that b*tch so bad
i’m on that lean, lil’ b*tch
kick the b*tch out, i didn’t need the b*tch
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