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Molly in my cup, up in my soda Stuffing racks up in my shirt im feelin' like a bloater I might fuckin' trap might whip the bricks up in Toyota I might fuckin' trap might whip the bricks on Motorola Every time im stressed, yeah imma roll up I'm bout to make a check, check, check, I said "hold up" If money in the conversation, bitch, that gets my motor goin' These bitches say im flowin' These bitches say im fluent I really got no influence You really got no motion Poor that wocky potion Feel like my name MJ, in the sky lil bitch im floating These boys been ridin' on my wave yeah, they been boating Shoot from every direction, im unloading Kill the fuckin' pussy ass boy then reload it You want all the smoke? lil boy I keep it noted If you wanna talk on twitter, then I quote it (yeah, what the f*ck?) Molly in my cup, up in my soda Stuffing racks up in my shirt im feelin' like a bloater I might fuckin' trap might whip the bricks up in Toyota I might fuckin' trap might whip the bricks on Motorola Its not your problem Back off pussy boy its not your problem If he wanna press me them I rob em' Stock hanging low, corn on the cob Yeah I knew you a pussy as soon as you called the cops I'mma fuckin' drive real fast and go one ninety-five (pussy boy) I'mma fuckin' crash my whip, I go one ninety-five (one ninety-five) I'mma fuckin' crash my whip, because I wanna die They know that I am underrated yeah, I cannot lie They ask me how I get the racks, but they don't wanna pry You can't take my throne, I know that you is scared to try