2tone Santana - #MOLLYST Lyrics

She off uh Molly, I call her Santana, she off da perk, got her friend wit her I'm not reppin', got a bandana
Got black money, call me Santana Oh, I'm just driftin' and kickin' it
Me and my niggas got glocks, we rippin shit, dat bitch so pretty, I kick her in
Copped two foreign hoes, all the way from Taliban

I'm spendin' dis money ion give uh Fuh, They said they want smoke, they ain't show up
Drunk too much, got damn finna throw up, I'm still screaming Fuh life nigga finna pow up

Run to the back, cause I need some more, She sensitive which you need lubricant hoe

She sensitive which you need lubricant hoe, She sensitive which you need lubricant
Hoe, She sensitive eh man mind yo business

Me and my niggas we pullin dem triggas, My brother, he gon' pull up with the Ruger
If I tell him to do it, he gon' do it If I tell him to blow it, he gon' blow it
If I tell her to leave, she gon' leave, Tell my hoe she a diva, a diva
Twenty-nine, three, just breathe, just breathe

Hot as hell, nigga change the degree I ain't rappin' for you, you pay for the
Feat, Yhapojj, he the god of the street
That nigga da truth, that nigga, uh beast
Beating the song war like Ali Muhammad

I don't love that hoe, I told her ima leave, I don't love that hoe, I told her ima leave, ima leave, ima leave
She off uh Molly, I call her Santana, she off da perk, got her friend wit her I'm not reppin', got a bandana
Got black money, call me Santana Oh, I'm just driftin' and kickin' it
Me and my niggas got glocks, we rippin shit, dat bitch so pretty, I kick her in
Copped two foreign hoes, all the way from Taliban

I'm spendin' dis money ion give uh Fuh, They sa8; they want smoke, they ain't show up
Drunk too much, got damn finna throw up, I'm still screaming Fuh life nigga finna pow up

Run to the back, cause I need some more, She sensitive which you need lubricant hoe

She sensitive which you need lubricant hoe, She sensitive which you need lubricant
Hoe