​icky icky ​mols (old) (Ft. ​wonder)

[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