Molotov

(albüm: On The Way - 2023)

Baby girl, Sun, Moon, Fire, Molotov
So much money to my name, I don't need a job
So many angels 'round me, that I don't need my rod
Ghetto bitch, rock Dubai
Yellow bitch, corn on the cob
Home sick, trap on my mind
Trap any day, man trap all the time (I'm on the grind)
I gotta grind, money is time, so stop wasting mine (Go, go, go, go)
Bitches be distractions
Love making transactions
When I pull that bankroll out, let's see your reactions
I like Ben Franklins, and I like Jacksons
(And I like Jacksons)
Chopper Michael Jackson, I don't shop at Pacsun
Chopper hit your stomach, you having contractions
I be rubbing on that ass, for my satisfaction
Ice bin, all day, on my passion
She spends the whole day on IG captions
Baby girl don't lie, stop the cappin (Stop the cap)
Talking all that freaky shit, show me action
Bitch this ain't math class, but show a fraction (Show a fraction)
Guessing you can't do that 'cause you ain't have it
(You gotta be kidding me)
The 30 didn't hear me, I thug on that bitch with the energy(Shhh)
Telling me it's not the end of me, I'm killing yall niggas like literally
He think he the shit, he a little me
Smoking the dope, it's killing my memory
Mask on, nigga they won't remember me

Baby girl, Sun, Moon, Fire, Molotov
So much money to my name, I don't need a job
So many angels 'round me, that I don't need my rod
Ghetto bitch, rock Dubai
Yellow bitch, corn on the cob
Home sick, trap on my mind
Trap any day, man trap all the time (I'm on the grind)
I gotta grind, money is time, so stop wasting mine
(Go, go, go, go)