Zainro - Molly Lyrics

Go
Go
Goo
Go
My presence a blessing you better respect it
Stuffing my pockets they feel anorexic
Too deep in my mind and my thoughts getting hectic
Don't give me the key to your heart imma wreck it
Shorty be crying, singing like Mariah, she say I'm fucking her friend she suspect it
Now she all loud calling me a liar, we just some dots, I'm tryna get connected
He don't want his bitch cause he slacking and snoozing
Stuffing her box like we packing and moving
He ain't got aim he gone jag when he shoot it
Need less talking more clapping and shooting
Niggas is actors need parts inna movie
How you a hater that act like a groupie
Wock got me droopy, eyes looking snoopy
Shorty gone ride me I call ha Suzuki
Crash
My life be moving too fast
Shorty be all on my ass
She ask for attention she making me mad
I need a bill but I ain't tryna flex it
I gotta be the richest inna room
Mixing my P's and my Q's I'm dyslexic, shorty be telling me how I'm so rude
(How I'm so rude, look)
Step inna party I don't do Bacardi my shorty be tweaking he bussing off molly
I'm a lil tardy I don't like to smoke but I step inna party you smelling Biscotti
Tatted like Hardy, striped like I'm Marty as soon as she see me she wanna get naughty
No we can't kick it don't know how to ollie
When I get on I might move out to Bali
Look, I ain't wit all the arguing (Foenem be sparking it)
If its 200 the whip ain't no valet parking it
Foenem be shaking shit like he got Parkinson's
My shooters bullshit shooting like Markkanen
If a opp wanna try me, shooting like Kyrie, up on the D-pad bitch I'm marking him
If a opp wanna try me, no we cant pardon him
Put a spark in his heart since he wanna be targeted
She wanna fuck but she out of luck she smelling the Prada now she wanna fuck me
Text me what's up, I tell her my prices, she cant get near me she cant even touch me
Shorty a cluck, ain't fucking with ducks she lucky if she can come over and suck me
Fucked my shoulder with the shotgun plays, my 12 gauge tryna Andrew Luck me

Go
Go
Goo
Go
My presence a blessing you better respect it
Stuffing my pockets they feel anorexic
Too deep in my mind and my thoughts getting hectic
Don't give me the key to your heart imma wreck it
Shorty be crying, singing like Mariah, she say I'm fucking her friend she suspect it
Now she all loud calling me a liar, we just some dots, I'm tryna get connected
He don't want his bitch cause he slacking and snoozing
Stuffing her box like we packing and moving
He ain't got aim he gone jag when he shoot it
Need less talking more clapping and shooting
Niggas is actors need parts inna movie
How you a hater that act like a groupie
Wock got me droopy, eyes looking snoopy
Shorty gone ride me I call ha Suzuki
Crash
My life be moving too fast
Shorty be all on my ass
She ask for attention she making me mad
I need a bill but I ain't tryna flex it
I gotta be the richest inna room
Mixing my P's and my Q's I'm dyslexic, shorty be telling me how I'm so rude
(How I'm so rude, look)
Step inna party I don't do Bacardi my shorty be tweaking he bussing off molly
I'm a lil tardy I don't like to smoke but I step inna party you smelling Biscotti
Tatted like Hardy, striped like I'm Marty as soon as she see me she wanna get naughty
No we can't kick it don't know how to ollie
When I get on I might move out to Bali
Look, I ain't wit all the arguing (Foenem be sparking it)
If its 200 the whip ain't no valet parking it
Foenem be shaking shit like he got Parkinson's
My shooters bullshit shooting like Markkanen
If a opp wanna try me, shooting like Kyrie, up on the D-pad bitch I'm marking him
If a opp wanna try me, no we cant pardon him
Put a spark in his heart since he wanna be targeted
She wanna fuck but she out of luck she smelling the Prada now she wanna fuck me
Text me what's up, I tell her my prices, she cant get near me she cant even touch me
Shorty a cluck, ain't fucking with ducks she lucky if she can come over and suck me
Fucked my shoulder with the shotgun plays, my 12 gauge tryna Andrew Luck me