Molly lyrics

[Chorus: Stuey Rock]
Man I'm on that molly, man I'm on that weed
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, man I'm on that [?]
Man I'm on that molly, man I'm on that weed
Rolling,, rolling, rolling, man I'm on that [?]
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up

[Verse 1: Stuey Rock]
[?] trippy
Whole lotta that tipsy
Mix it all together, now I'm [?]
[?] flippin, money steady flippin
I want a bad brown b*tch, make sure she a thicky
I'm gone, Patrone
Got two bad b*tches, and they [?]
I'm f*cked up, y mind gone
Feel like the DJ, keep playing the same song
Roll that, don't smoke that
Girl, what's the point of you grabbing my di*k, if you gon hold back?
Better know that
I'm high as f*ck
I'm on my sh*t
Got a bad b*tch gon roll up, cause I need another hit
Quick, gone
[Chorus: Stuey Rock]
Man I'm on that molly, man I'm on that weed
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, man I'm on that [?]
Man I'm on that molly, man I'm on that weed
Rolling,, rolling, rolling, man I'm on that [?]
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up

[Verse 2: Trouble]
Molly [?] couple times
I'm sorry, cause you should know I'm not
I be geeked out of my mind, [?]
Edgwood n*ggas know what I'm talking about, [?] shoot it out
[?] ain't friends of me
In the club in the same clothes, [?] tole
Got me pouring up more and more than ever before
[?] tasting like [?]
My god, how much more can I take?
b*tches shaking ass up in my face, [?] break
But she don't even feel it
Cause the molly's what I been slippin
And the chaser, homie, don't drink it
But I told my partners, you don't wanna feel like you through the roof
Just drink it straight [/?]
[Chorus: Stuey Rock]
Man I'm on that molly, man I'm on that weed
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, man I'm on that [?]
Man I'm on that molly, man I'm on that weed
Rolling,, rolling, rolling, man I'm on that [?]
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]
Molly with the Activis, bricks in saran
Duckt tape the bails, [?] chasing Freebandz
I'm f*cked up, smoke a whole ounce of OG kush
Leaning like Texas, rolling like a fool
The money got me geeked, [?] what the f*ck I wanna do
Ten miles per hour, when I roll passed you
A hundred racks an hour, what the jug house do
Section eight housing, Black Migo bail crew
I got a lotta money, [?]
[?] don't know what's in that green, you know I roll [?]
Roll up and cop a [?] hundred dollar blunt
Real street n*gga, roll passed them fake rappers

[Chorus: Stuey Rock]
Man I'm on that molly, man I'm on that weed
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, man I'm on that [?]
Man I'm on that molly, man I'm on that weed
Rolling,, rolling, rolling, man I'm on that [?]
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up, I'm f*cked up
I'm f*cked up