Popular Boy - Free Molly

Let's go, yeah, yeah, yeah
All the blunts I done smoked, swear they got my lung, gon' need a pipe cleaner
I done met a lil' bad bitch, so fly with a stick, but I told her I want to sight see
When I pull on that thing, lil' shorty had a range, so I told her, bitch, go hit five feet
With a headphone on, her man keep callin', I don't even really wanna keep on talkin
So I put it on a molly, then I put it on my soul, now a lil' nigga thinkin' he on soul plane
And I ain't got baby, but I think I heard my son on the phone like, daddy, this cocaine
Nigga, free young molly, nigga, free young thotty, hey, young world, nigga, molly, molly
Ballin' so hard, niggas tryna find me, I'm feeling like a nigga on Soul Train
Nigga, I'm so high, I don't even know why, nigga, A-E-I-O, sometimes Y
Nigga, I done hit the cut with like four or five bitch, now it don't make sense, the bitch don't got titty
Nigga, I done hit majority blonde-haired girls, but in the passenger seat brunette ride with me
Ha, I think I hear it molly at works, and ha, I kiss her on the neck like church
And kiss her on the neck like a turtle, I kiss her in the titty like Sunday service
So I pull up in the Rari, and I pull up on the thotty, and I think the bitch did a lil' cocaine
Cause she talkin' so fast, and she make me feel bad, cause I ain't wanna eat no Chipotle
Tattoo on my ribs, got pizza in the fridge, do you wanna hit the crib, like, okay
free the nigga molly, yeah, she like, do you take Molly, I say, yeah, yeah
Bitch, yeah, finesse, ha ha, yeah
Exclusive two bitch, exclusive part two, volume two, bitch

Written by:
Leoul Bekele

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