MolliE! Songtext

von KnowMads

Yeah... uhh
Sometimes we get too fucked up (know what I'm saying?)
This one's dedicated to all the homies, you know what I mean?
Fucking up their house and shit

Yo, Yo, Yo
Me and my homies got a problem with drinking
It's not what you're thinking
Chugging till' the copper's lights blinking and they pulling up behind us
Shine their brights trynna to blind us
Put the weed where they can't find it, in some bitch's vagina
Is she a minor?
Well I'm hiding behind her, ass hanging out the window
That's one big fucking hina
Where my license go kid?
Yo I can't even find it
So now we drag racing pigs while we drinking and driving
A bad situation, I be laughing and rhyming
Fingering this Fawn deep with impeccable timing trying to get my weed out
And she be cumming and crying earlier we went ditching and dining
Switching and rhyming
I want to get out! This girl keep whining
Pepe you can't be saying that, swerving like a maniac
Freestyle and slay the track, barely fucking made it back, she started doing blow
And she never even blazed his sack

I guess you got too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up but that's just how it is so flip that red cup
Sometimes I get too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up but that's just how it is so flip that red cup

So I smacked a bitch, she actin' corny, snatch a 40
Man you sure this shit is all gravy?
Yeah it's statutory, ask the shorty, dtf, got T-I-Ts
I'm only 18 myself we don't check IDs
And in the VIP I be like B-I-G, call me M-I-C, they wanna be like me
Now we swimming and drinking, what were we thinking?
Downing and drowning pass em' around and we be clowning
These girls tripping down to their ankles and
The sound in to the handles of admiral nelsons
We be pounding, aw shit I'm just thinking out loud
And I'm outlandish neighbors can't stand us
Drinking till' we can't stand up, put your hands up, put your hands up
An MC getting hammered, Me, you can't touch, this
So swallow when I bust kid
I need a freak who's down to fuck and get my nuts licked

But yo she got too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up but that's just how it is so flip that red cup
Sometimes I get too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up but that's just how it is so flip that red cup

See I was singing hip hip hop you don't stop
Back when lil weezy sang woo-wa-woo-wa-wa
Number one stunna the type of shit I'm feeling
But he had to sell lollipops to make a hundred million
I don't hate lil wayne, he'll probably die a martyr
He made three platinum CDs named the carter
Who better in the game? Andre, Dre, Drake, and Hova
I'm an outcast who's so far gone, I'm taking over
Get myself plat, so they can make the poster
Flip cup, I'm over that bitch like a toaster
Cause misses fox wasn't much of a catch
Sometimes I get too fucked up and call up my ex to say I popped a benzyl pill
Damn this shit is hella ill
Going back to cali where we only smoke that medi-kill
Kid Cudi, still nutty, freestyle one day and night, it's silly putty
Then that drunk bitch fell and loved me

Maybe she got too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up but that's just how it is so flip that red cup
Sometimes I get too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up
Sometimes we get too fucked up but that's just how it is so flip that red cup