[LIL' MOLLY]

[Chorus:]

Yo, my flow

So sexy that's how it goes

Yeah motha fucka im straight from the grove

Blunt in the right; in the left, it's petrone

"sick of these hoes" are u really tho?

Cuz u be on the phone with like 3 in a row

Sippin codeine cuz it's making things slow

Trippin and dripping and losin control, yo

[Verse 1:]

I go to my friends house to smoke up a bowl

Cruise on the highway, but we hit a toll

Lady asks me why my eyes look so funny i said

"Bitch, stfu and just take my money!"

I throw her the change, bitch started giving me looks

And i stepped on the gas all the way

Huffin and puffin this blunt motha fucka im fucking insane

I pull up to the trap house, walk in and take my socks off

Got a fine bitch with her top off winkin at me

Trynna see if she can hop on

Everything was nice smooth until the bitch bent down and

Showed a strap on

I said hell fuckin no, i thumped her in the head and ran back to my grandma

[Chorus:]

Yo, my flow

So sexy that's how it goes

Yeah motha fucka im straight from the grove

Blunt in the right; in the left, it's petrone

"sick of these hoes" are u really tho?

Cuz u be on the phone with like 3 in a row

Sippin codeine cuz it's making things slow

Trippin and dripping and losin control

[TOSTY]

Uh, tosty

[Verse 1:]

Yo my flo

Smokin' this loud to the dome

Hop on the e-way, whippin it back home

Takin the molly I'm rollin my chrome

Stay spittin bars when I'm still in the zone

I'm good at this shit but I still stay unknown

Funny how yo bitch rock my cologne

Think that I'm frontin', I'm still hella stoned

(music break)

(tosty) I'm just a kid with a really big dream

Done with the bullshit, fuck all the fiends

Curbstomp yo ass, bon apetite

We straight from the grove, we packin' the heat

When it's dark out, stay off the streets

Stay at the crib, under the sheets

Boolin' all day that I can even see

Smokin' so much that I can't even breathe

I fucks with your bitch, I gave her the wink

She fucks-in with me so I gave her the D

She ridin' on top, she got a degree

(she got a degree?) yeah, she got a degree

I ain't gon' wife her, that just ain't me

Spittin these bars and sippin codeine

That's the real me, don't fuck with a G

(don't fuck with a G) don't fuck with a G

Don't fuck with a G

Got 2 bad bitches rollin' doobies

They're so much smoke that you can't even see

Drop the windows if you see the po-lice

Ain't goin back I got sensitive knees

Livin the life, I love being free

Hit my line if you need some xannies

I got five bad bitches callin' me daddy

One of them blow while I whip my caddie

Brain was so good, her name was maddy

Shit I'm tweaking her name was Sammy

Pussy so good it tasting like candy

[Outro];

Tosty, kid with a dream, gang