molly d mixup - dankhytten lyrics
[intro / lil assi & lil pickle]
unintelligible
shut up
[værs 1 / lil assi]
straight outta east atlanta (lanta)
drivin’ around in a phantom (skrrt)
poppin’ them bills and them bands yeah
poppin’ some n*ggas get down yeah (yeah)
hop in yo grandma house
pop in yo grandma house (pop)
drive out the porsche (for real)
snortin’ that coke up still
while i harass yo’ milf (adem)
and my son flex wit’ a mil (milli)
i let him pop them mollies (molly)
diamods up in the trolley (trolley)
he rollin’ round like a king (king)
he name be king (king)
go ahead kiss the ring (ring)
you a lil’ b*tches thing (thing)
lil assi on the beat imma murder yo ass
lil assi finna chop you i know that
it’s my n*gga ‘lay on the beat (beat)
sn*tch yo girl discreet
bang her up with this d*ck
slap her down with this d*ck
wanna die for the d*ck
she gon’ choke on this d*ck
yo mans tryna get popped (pop)
if he finna steal my zot
we cookin’ dope on the balcony
we buyin dank like it’s groceries (broccoli)
[lil assi & lil pickle]
ra*tatatatatatatata
we buyin dank like it’s groceries
[værs 2 / lil pickle]
pull up to the house for real (real)
my ice so bling it could k!ll (k!ll)
i f*ck on yo b*tch that’s a still (still)
countin’ up all the racks issa tril (a tril)
my n*gga fo’ sho’ fo’ sho’ (ay)
you f*ck with the gang or you go
f*ck on your b*tch she a hoe
kickin’ her right through the do’ (trraa)
put my money in a bank n’ it’s closed (racks)
wintertime and outside it is cold
you better do what you’re told
you’re the metal but i am the mold (okay)
yee*yee*yee*yee (yee)
yee real cold (skrrt)
my n*gga’s real cold (okay)
producer real cold (brr)
delay he got that dough (that dough)
you thought he was a christian but his master is the pope (the pope)
f*ck the popo (okay)
f*ck the 5*0 (f*ck ’em)
hoe
[bro / lil assi]
i spy with my little eye
[værs 3 / delayed]
i wanna pop a lil xan yeah i wanna pop a lil molly
i got the ice on my hand yeah i got a b*tch out in holly
i wanna pop a lil xan yeah i wanna pop a lil molly (yeah)
i got the ice on my hand yeah i got a b*tch out in holly (yup)
i wanna f*ck your b*tch while you f*ckin’ record yeah
oh you think you did it but i did it before yeah
fold yeah
raise yeah (yeah)
imma call yeah imma win the game (win this game)
i got a bad b*tch we be more than friends (bad b*tch)
suck on a mans d*ck and let’s not pretend (suck d*ck)
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