Molly - Jace!

Molly

Jace!

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Lyric

I just pulled up fast like a Kawasaki

I been making cash all day, you know that's a hobby

They done left me on my ass when it got rocky

Perky put a nigga on his ass, I'm in love with Roxi

Trackhawk, I be in the dash, I ain't doing karate

I put my trust in God, that boy gon' sell out to the illuminati

I done fell in love with my bitch, she got a heavenly body

We be doing hits sober, your shooter get off a molly

Tryna fly away, he gon' spin then die away

Tryna cop that Porsche and ride away

And hit that lot and drive away

Slow me up, might as well slide away

Feel the demons near, got a lot of weight

It's like you stabbed my back and threw the knife away

Speak on ELA, I'll take his life away

Stupid bitch, how it feel to die today?

Getting rich, bitch, in the right way

You gon' snitch if that shit get in the way

Too high, think I'm going to space

.556 send it to his face

Top Kid vibing, I'm in first place

I just pulled up fast like a Kawasaki

I been making cash all day, you know that's a hobby

They done left me on my ass when it got rocky

Perky put a nigga on his ass, I'm in love with Roxi

Trackhawk, I be in the dash, I ain't doing karate

I put my trust in God, that boy gon' sell out to the illuminati

I done fell in love with my bitch, she got a heavenly body

We be doing hits sober, your shooter get off a molly

- It's already the end -