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letra de molly water - shoreline mafia

[intro]
ron-ron, do that sh-t

[chorus: fenix flexin]
i put a molly in my water, then i drink it up (drink it up)
best believe he got a pistol if he came with us (best believe he got it)
make you find out ’bout your b-tch because y’all breakin’ up (y’all breakin’ up)
if it’s beef, i hope you ready, we gon’ shake it up (b-tch)
i put a molly in my water, then i drink it up (ayy)
best believe he got a pistol if he came with us (if he came with us)
make you find out ’bout your b-tch because y’all breakin’ up (y’all breakin’ up)
if it’s beef, i hope you ready, we gon’ shake it up (why?)

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
this your mans? come and get him, ’cause he ’bout to get it (’bout to get it)
this your b-tch? like oh, for real? because i’m ’bout to hit it (i’m ’bout to hit it)
this a throwaway, lil’ bro just caught a body with it (body with it)
this a twenty ounce, i’m ’bout to throw some quali’ in it (throw some quali’ in it)
i ain’t friendly with no n-gg-, i ain’t f-ckin’ with these b-tches (nah)
the only time i’m runnin’ when i’m runnin’ up these digits (digits)
boy, i’m really ballin’, i don’t need to run a scrimmage
come and get it
worth your life, then you dyin’ ’bout them n-gg-s (come and get it)
don’t be mad, n-gg-, you ain’t got no franklins (why?)
they done went and locked the door so n-gg-s breakin’ in (breakin’ in)
she gon’ let me do whatever, ain’t no faith in him (never)
captain save a b-tch, let’s go and get a cape for him (d-mn)

[verse 2: ohgeesy]
missed facetime, and it’s from your b-tch
i be steady gettin’ face in the, in the whip
in the party with a hundred n-gg-s, we h-lla thick
everybody got a pistol and an extended clip
we gon’ shake this sh-t up if a n-gg- wan’ trip
hundred rounds on the blower, she gon’ suck a hundred d-cks
molly all in my water and my d-ck all in your b-tch
you be steady on the phone but we steady in the crib
and she steady talkin’ sh-t, like, “my n-gg-, he a b-tch”
she a ho, but you love her, all you n-gg-s is a trip
and she steady talkin’ sh-t, like, “my n-gg-, he a b-tch”
she a ho, but you love her, all you n-gg-s is a trip
had to sneak my shorty in ’cause he needed to be older
lil’ n-gg- 17 but he keep the biggest blower
we was thinkin’ y’all was goals ’til we found out she a go-er
now we laughin’ at the fact that you n-gg-s even post her
pistol grip on my sh-t, i’m a thirty round toter
big wock’ to the c-ke, have you ever seen a boulder?
i got money on my mind and a chip on my shoulder
she don’t know how to sell the p-ssy, i’ma have to show her

- shoreline mafia

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