Yeroc - MOLLY IN A RR Lyrics

I got big boy diamonds they shine through the tint
Yeah I'm just trying to fuck no I'm not trying to vent
Expensive shit on me she loving my scent
She sucking me good so I'm paying her rent

It's a whole lot of niggas that want me to fail
No I can't lose cause I'm NTL
That shit changed my life when I sat in that cell
If I pop me a molly we fucking for real

Im sick of this shit
I wake up and argue with this bitch
She mad bout my hoes and she mad bout my licks
She mad that Im finally becoming legit

Im not taking no shit
Me and broke niggas no we don't mix
Saw my first dead body then I got sick
Double R baby cause I'm really Rich

Stop all that cappin you ain't really bout it
I'm smoking exotic you smoking on cabbage
I got 21 bitches I feel like a savage
No I'm not fucking her cause them titties too plastic

I don't want yo bitch don't be insecure
You got broke nigga spirit I can teach you the cure
I don't sell drugs bitch I'm a entrepreneur
Yeah that boy got a gun now he feeling secure

I pray for my opps everyday I pray I don't see em
My potna in jail I hope that they free him
I'm gon slide in that pussy I'm not going skiing
Got my meat in her mouth she say that she vegan

If she ain't got a ass then I didn't do it
Stop fake fake chains that shit look stupid
I don't even really like this bitch she a groupie
Gave me her number she like please use it

I got big boy diamonds they shine through the tint
Yeah I'm just trying to fuck no I'm not trying to vent
Expensive shit on me she loving my scent
She sucking me good so I'm paying her rent

It's a whole lot of niggas that want me to fail
No I can't lose cause I'm NTL
That shit changed my life when I sat in that cell
If I pop me a molly we fucking for real

I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling
I feel like I'm swervo
I'm making my move she throw that ass back
That ass so fat it's on turbo

I'm off this molly it's pink
No I cannot drive for a week
Yeah She told me she not a freak
Now she creaming all over my seats

I can't control it all this lean that I'm buying you know imma pour it
I feel like a poet
Every time I speak they snap it and quote it
Yeah now I'm in the hills got shooters around me if you wanna get drilled
Yeah My heart made a steel
I'm off this molly I can't think for real yeah

Boss that bitch up she wanted a purse
She don't know I'm her boyfriend want a verse
Fucking again before shit get worse
He pulled up in a Honda , he left in a hurst

I got them ones ima fuck up the club
Rich nigga don't step on my rug
I don't sell no more but I'm still the plug
By accident I ran up a whole dub

No we can't link or match
My time is money I can't waste it for that
Fuck that girl on the beat she gon cum on the track
She leaking it's dripping all down to her back

They telling me I put that shit on
She say she need dick to sit on
I say grab your saddle and get on
She so wet I don't ever gotta spit on it