FROST – Molly

FROST – Molly Lyrics

Artist: FROST
Song: Molly

〈Intro〉
Your name known, amongst the people
A fierce warrior, a killer made a hero
A man, made a GOD!

〈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, yeah, the b#tch so bad
I’m on that lean, lil’ b#tch

Kick the b#tch out, I didn’t need the b#tch (Tssh)
〈Verse〉
I’m from the Flat, lil’ n#gg#s (Yeah)
We started trappin’, n#gg# (Tssh)

We started rappin’, n#gg#
These all black diamonds, n#gg#
Hang out with robbers, n#gg#
What you know about robbin’ n#gg#s?

What you know about TECs? (Tssh-tssh-tssh-tssh-tssh)
What you know about mobbin’, n#gg#? (Slatt, tssh-tssh)
〈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, yeah, the b#tch so bad
I’m on that lean, lil’ b#tch
Kick the b#tch out, I didn’t need the b#tch (Tssh)
〈Open Verse〉

〈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, yeah, the b#tch so bad
I’m on that lean, lil’ b#tch

Kick the b#tch out, I didn’t need the b#tch (Tssh)
〈Hook〉
I ran up a mil’ Carti run up a mil’
This ain’t no deal

Just stop thinking it’s real
I just popped me a pill
Watch the rain drop from the window sill
Boy is you lil’

Let me just buy you a meal
〈End Chorus〉
I just bought me this Glock
Look at time, look at the clock

You irrelevant don’t even stop
Steady stay reaching the muhf#ckin’ top
Drop top, don’t even try I ain’t save you a spot
Don’t even try i’m not tryna save you a spot
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Release Year: 2020