HollyHood Molli - PARKED Lyrics

I heard they poppin' in the songs, don't gas these hoes, they will get parked
They start with me to hide their hand, like I ain't the one that's finna bark
I'm tired of bitches throwin' shots, like I ain't the one that's finna spark
I'm known to hit my target bullseye, I ain't the one that's playin' darts

You would've thought I.G. was that daddy, cause these bitches camera made
F*ck that hoe and f*ck that type and bitches runnin' to the fade
Nigga like playin' with me shawty, shit I'm runnin' arcade
I only respond to what I want to, it's the truth, what can I say

F*ckin' niggas ain't my goal, I held it down for better days
You better say f*ck that nigga if he go to jail, I learned my lesson, it's k's
I stand on principle, on morals, I don't give a f*ck how you was raised
Rule number one ain't nothin' free, so if you gon' pop it, then get paid

They been waitin' for me to drop, I said hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Can't be the only one shinin', I had to help to get my bros up
Rule number 2 don't listen to niggas, I said f*ck what they had told us
Yeah, they said we couldn't do it, them same niggas, they wanna know us

I was Goin' with the motion, now we travel across the ocean
I've been seein' what y'all been doin', but somethin' tellin' me to stay focused
Just one call to get you gone, change my name to Hocus Pocus
Sensi heard of me before, so her rap shit, really bogus

I don't give a f*ck where I'm at, I'm posted at the corner store
My life just like a movie, I need to shoot it, I call up warner bros
I played with cars when I was little, so bitches, I don't play with those
You can never shame me for what I did, bitch, start actin' like you know

I heard they poppin' in the songs, don't gas these hoes, they will get parked
They start with me to hide their hand, like I ain't the one thats finna bark
Tired of bitches throwin' shots, like I ain't the one to spin the spark
I'm known to hit my target bulls, I ain't the one that's playin' darts

You would thought IG was they daddy, cause these bitches camera made
F*ck that hoe and f*ck that type, and bitches runnin' to the fade
Nigga like you playin' with me shawty, shit, I'm runnin' arcade
I don't respond to what I want to, it's the truth, what can I say