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Molly Brazy

Save Em

 

Save Em

(الألبوم: 17Molly - 2022)


(Coach me, Joey)
(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)

[Miliyah Jewel:]
Money-getting bitch, since I was ten, I was born to win
I could never lose, I been a jewel, put it on my jewels
When y'all was on the porch scared to jump, I was breaking rules
Sixteen, most talked about up at every school
Yeah, four years later and I'm better
What you know about Morton dates and Veneta?
What you know about Cali trips? Check the weather
What you know about shooting plays ten or better?
I come S-Class Benz with the drop head
I put twenty on my neck, I am not playing
These hoes be dick sucked out when I pop in
My niggas still out here making killings off the Roxanne

[Vae Vanilla:]
Still hitting stores on the first if you didn't know
That petty-ass roll, wouldn't even flex it in my video
Go grab me a rental, I can show you what I'm really on
I fell in love with plastic, I ain't talking 'bout no silicone
Ever since my first 'bow, trapping been my favorite grind
But I can't forget that BIN that end with eight and start with five
Ever since I bust a jugg, I ain't never worked a job
I'm so fine, bitches scared to let they nigga come outside
Cali Cookie 'bows, tell me where you want it
Three weeks to get it gone back when I was getting fronted
Shitting on my ex, I know he feel it in his stomach
It feel better having sex with a nigga up a hundred

[Molly Brazy:]
Ten times out of ten, keep a roll on me
I don't step inside the club without a pole on me
Get your bag up, I can't fuck a store runner
You up a thirty ball? blew that shit last summer
Ayy, speeding in the Trackhawk, talking brazy
Pull over for the boys, psych, dummy, let 'em chase me
All this money talk and you ain't got it? Shit amazing
Bitches still out here sharing clothes, somebody save 'em
Trap baby, my new name Griselda Blanco
Play with me, it's gon' get deeper than a pothole
Catch you out getting your hair done and make the shop close
I'm too pretty, I ain't fighting bitches, I'll pop hoes

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