[Intro: Young Thug]
I'm on molly, I'm on fuckin' molly
I'm on molly, I'm on muthafuckin' molly
Three hoes, let's have a trolly, have a fuckin' trolly
I wanna have a trolly, have a fuckin' trolly
Have a trolly, let's just have a trolly molly
Have a trolly, let's just have a trolly molly
I'm on molly, have a fuckin' trolly
Trolly, have a fuckin' molly

[Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth]
I got shooters on the block, nigga, yea they somewhere on they bullshit
I got the city on standby, I green light, they even coming out the pulpit
Yeah, Truth pull up in that white thing, four choppas and the trunk full of white things
If it ain’t ten or better, I be out your price range, for the money, get shot, like a dice game
When I finished, to get to this bitch, tell her, "I will not keep her, just give me some nice brains"
I cannot lie, this bitch’s head is so stupid, like who the fuck gave her this nice brain?
Still the Truth nigga, remember that, I’m in this foreign, no ceiling, I done timbered that
I’m talking snow, but I ain’t talking where December at, I’m in the kitchen where they whip it up and send it back
Fly as them birds that get flown,I will not get off my throne
When it come to these streets, I am king, get the fuck out my home
Yeah I’m with the shit, I’m the shit you can’t finish, nigga jump fly, I’m tryna knock him out his tennis
I was born to be a G, better take a nigga in this, got diamonds in my grill, I ain’t never seen a dentist
I’m an asshole bitch, and my team gon rock out, I represent real niggas, no one can top out
I send my youngins to your block, they hop out, and snap the shit out a fuck nigga, no cop out
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