[Intro: Etika & mol$]

Am I strong enough to do that?

Oh my God, I'm so strong now

Jesus fucking Christ, I did that with no effort

Zero, I'm sorry man, I think I need to order another tank top

I really liked this tank top

Damn, I didn't think I would be that strong to fuckin' just rip it

I didn't even have a hole in it, I just fuckin' ripped it

It's that easy now? Nigga, fuck

Woah

[Chorus: mol$]

I think your ho', she wanna kiss me

How y'all sayin' she was picky?

I got two twin blickys

See my bank? It's icky, icky

Think your ho' wanna kiss me

How y'all sayin' she was picky?

I got two twin blickys

See my bank? It's icky, icky, yeah

[Verse 1: mol$]

Okay like, bad bitch, she Heaven sent

You broke, you got seven cents

God gave me his Leatherman

And told me never let 'em in

I've been making paper like a monеy machine

That bitch white like Dylan Brady, got mе feeling so clean

When I walk up on the promenade, I do what I want

These bitches see me and they want my bod, like oh my good God

This lil' boy mol$, he kinda cute, but damn he flexin' a lot

That's 'cause I came up from the dirt and now I'm coppin' a lot

I said, ayy, grab you by the heart like I was Killua

Leave you in the dark, then power up like Tony Stark

Wait this hook about to start

Cut you down like I was Marth

I got hoes in every time zone and they're tearing me apart

[Chorus: mol$]

I think your ho', she wanna kiss me

How y'all sayin' she was picky?

I got two twin blickys

See my bank? It's icky, icky

Think your ho' wanna kiss me

How y'all sayin' she was picky?

I got two twin blickys

See my bank? It's icky, icky, yeah

[Verse 2: wonder]

Okay, I pull up with that lil' hoe

Bitch, fuck you, I'm on for my bros

That hoe gon' try to come for my throat

We gon' pull up and drop 'em, bitch, I might go

Okay, they thinkin' I'm mad, but I got they bitch on my dick tip

I don't got choppas but I still really wanna talk shit

I don't fuck with you because you gotta get a grip, bitch

You think you talkin' and I'ma drop 'em in a moshpit

Okay, like bitch get off my dick if you wan' fuck with my dough

I don't spend a lot of money, baby, all my chains is faux

That boy don't know how to rap, give him a slap on the wrist

And I don't know, I don't know what's next, just wan' flash in the drip

Okay, I fuck pussies up, I ain't trippin' 'bout the bucks

I ain't dumb, if you got time I think we can go knuckle up

And I've been fuckin' around and that bitch get so mad

I ain't get tired of that hoe unless she throw ass

I've been waiting to get it, I want cat so bad

If we pull up on lil' bro, then he tip so bad

[Chorus: mol$]

I think your ho', she wanna kiss me

How y'all sayin' she was picky?

I got two twin blickys

See my bank? It's icky, icky

Think your ho' wanna kiss me

How y'all sayin' she was picky?

I got two twin blickys

See my bank? It's icky, icky, yeah

[Outro: Etika]

I gotta call the cops

Hello? There's been a murder

Nigga, fuck

Allison, can you explain what internet is?