letra de yuck - pink molli
[intro]
this n-gga’s got a board that says he’s the next best skater
(molli, what the f-ck?)
if you wanna be a hater, i’ll f-ckin’ bust your lip
and if you don’t believe me you must be a racist
like once upon a time, my n-gga said free kiffa
so we gon keep sayin free kiffa
aye, aye, yuh
[chorus]
imagine if pink molli popped a molly
like honestly that’d be weird as f-ck
she usin’ her t–th on my log, like baby you a woodchuck
that sh-t really hurt like f-ck
i kicked that b-tch out on the street, and i told the lil b-tch good luck
she wanna give me that slop while she offa the xans
i was like h-ll no yuck
i said “f-ck out my face b-tch, i ain’t no rapist”
she tryna get me locked up, what’s up with that?
she took a shroom and she off of the sour patch
if he wanna play that sh-t we could double back
she said “she could feel the bass in her titties”
i was like “baby that’s why you gotta come f-ck with me”
everywhere i go the glock stay with me
tell these b-tch n-ggas “stop playin with me”
[verse]
aye my left n-gga off a zyn, and my right n-gga off a xan
right now i’m celibate, but if you wanna f-ck we can (aye)
white b-tch called me “n-gga”, i’m like shawty “you ain’t tarantino”
why my left n-gga keep askin me if i wanna hit me a lil chino
i’m like “no. that sh-t’s bad for your t–th bro”
i’d rather smoke cigs and start talkin like steve-o
he so nihilistic, think this lil n-gga emo
mexican plug, that n-gga named rico
b-tch over here lookin for nic like it’s nemo
dumb white b-tch, this b-tch got anemia
she got sickle cells, she gon die like a creeper
why she talking that sh-t like a real n-gga need her?
[interlude]
like-
so it really ass?
it’s like a fat girl. you know what i mean?
no
yo what?
no
[chorus]
imagine if pink molli popped a molly
like honestly that’d be weird as f-ck
she usin’ her t–th on my log, like baby you a woodchuck
that sh-t really hurt like f-ck
i kicked that b-tch out on the street, and i told the lil b-tch good luck
she wanna give me that slop while she offa a xan
i was like h-ll no yuck
i said “f-ck out my face b-tch, i ain’t no rapist”
she tryna get me locked up, what’s up with that?
she took a shroom and she off of the sour patch
if he wanna play that sh-t we could double back
she said “she could feel the bass in her titties”
i was like “baby that’s why you gotta come f-ck with me”
everywhere i go the glock stay with me
tell these b-tch n-ggas “stop playin with me”
[outro]
like-
so it really ass?
it’s like a fat girl. you know what i mean?
no
yo what?
no, no
alright
n- no
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