MOLLY (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Foogiano]
Yeah, n*gga (Huh? Mob)
(33, that bit' boomin')
2020, boy (Uh)
Y'all done f*cked up now, n*gga (It's bad, huh?)
Huh? Yeah
(Authentic or nothin')
Huh?

[Chorus: Foogiano]
Baby mama ain't sh*t (Nah)
She won't let me see my son (Ho)
But you f*ck with him, I'ma pop my gun, pus*y, ain't no one-on-one (Grah)
n*gga, we come from the slum (Mob)
Thirty round, fifty round, hundred round, yeah, pus*y boy, them drums (Drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (Huh?)
I ain't never been a actor (Huh?)
Patrick n*gga with that cappin' sh*t, we gon' stomp his ass just like a Kappa (Ugh)
The mayor, but she call me master (Ugh)
Got her to the spot, gave that b*tch a Perc', now she geekin' like a banshee (Geek)
She couldn't even understand me (Huh?)
When I told her drop her panties

[Verse 1: Foogiano]
.448, I get 'em gone (Huh?)
Boy, this a hundred-million dollar phone (Ugh)
They hit my jack, they say they need the strong (What?)
Boy, you look broke as hell, you need a loan? (Ugh)
My n*gga, I'm nice, so you can have a loan (Huh?)
Your b*tch told me, "That was nice", and then we boned (Ugh)
No time to cuff her, n*gga, know I'm gone (Nah)
Trap on the defense, boy, I'm in the zone
Ain't gotta say it, you know how I'm coming (Ugh)
Big nuts, they hangin' like a monkey (What?)
Said he got fifty bags down in the dungeon (Grrt)
Boy, I had take some and he say he boming (Grah)
Say he gon' shoot, well b*tch, what it do? (Huh?)
I think you bluffin', n*gga, where the proof?
Told you, we comin' and we want the loot
Try me, boy, I'ma leave you with no roof (Grah)
I got that drank, b*tch, I got that juice (Juice)
No, I ain't Bishop, but I keep the tool (No)
Lil' b*tch, it's Foo, but try me like a fool (Huh?)
I promise you, you won't make another move
I'm in my groove, yeah, n*gga, I'm back (Back)
Boy, I heard you been cuffin' on that nat (Ugh)
That b*tch, she licked me down up to my sack (Ugh)
You got a new name, boy, we call you Pat (Pat)
He want the smoke, well, b*tch, what it is?
You know I'll slime a n*gga like a eel (Slime)
Know I'll pop a n*gga like a pill (Pop)
Know I be drinking mud straight out the seal (Mud)
Yeah, it's the mayor and I'm with the mob (Mob)
And we be trappin', b*tch, we don't do fraud
My killers, they young and layin' in your yard, b*tch, huh?
[Chorus: Foogiano & DaBaby]
Baby mama ain't sh*t (Nah)
She won't let me see my son (Ho)
But you f*ck with him, I'ma pop my gun, pus*y, ain't no one-on-one (Grah)
n*gga, we come from the slum (Mob)
Thirty round, fifty round, hundred round, yeah, pus*y boy, them drums (Drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (Huh?)
I ain't never been a actor (Huh?)
Patrick n*gga with that cappin' sh*t, we gon' stomp his ass just like a Kappa (Ugh)
The mayor, but she call me master (Ugh)
Got her to the spot, gave that b*tch a Perc', now she geekin' like a banshee (Geek)
She couldn't even understand me (Huh?)
When I told her drop her panties (Go)

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
She can keep her panties on when I hit her, yeah (Yeah)
She told me hurry up and take my 'fit off, yeah (Yeah)
And she be on the clock, workin' real hard, yeah (Yeah)
She gon' suck my di*k when she get off, yeah (Go)
Big bankroll and a burner
Put a n*gga anywhere, I'm guaranteed to turn up
Don't know who the f*ck told these n*ggas they were soldiers
I put my baby mama in a motherf*ckin' Rover (Yoom)
She caught the box when I sent it and sold it (Woah)
I copped the drop, poured the sh*t in the soda (Woah)
f*ck all that poppin', I click and it's over (Woah, woah)
We havin' Glocks in this b*tch, we ain't show 'em (Brrt)
Yeah, I got that thing, you ain't even know it (Yeah)
I just got some brain, do your thing, she be blowin'
I had to change, I got rich, it's annoyin'
Hop out, get paid for that b*tch, and I go in (Go in)
Nice to meet you, I pull up in a foreign, yeah
Roll up, we brought a whole bowl in, yeah
f*ck her after I perform (Mmm)
She pop a pill, she f*ck like she do porn (Mmm)
My watches real and I'm havin' two on (Two)
f*ck around and put fire on your ass if you want
f*ck around and put iron on your ass like I'm Ghost
f*ck around, see me grabbin' her ass if you don't
[Chorus: Foogiano]
Baby mama ain't sh*t (Nah)
She won't let me see my son (Ho)
But you f*ck with him, I'ma pop my gun, pus*y, ain't no one-on-one (Grah)
n*gga, we come from the slum (Mob)
Thirty round, fifty round, hundred round, yeah, pus*y boy, them drums (Drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (Huh?)
I ain't never been a actor (Huh?)
Patrick n*gga with that cappin' sh*t, we gon' stomp his ass just like a Kappa (Ugh)
The mayor, but she call me master (Ugh)
Got her to the spot, gave that b*tch a Perc', now she geekin' like a banshee (Geek)
She couldn't even understand me (Huh?)
When I told her drop her panties

[Outro]
(This is Authentic, n*gga)