"MOLLY" lyrics
(feat. kets4eki)
[asteria:]
Put your hands up
Yeah, put your hands up
(If you up in this party, popping molly, put your hands)
(If you up in this party, popping molly, put your hands)
(If you up in this party, popping molly, put your hands)
(If you up in this party, popping molly, put your ha-ha-han...)
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
Got a new bitch on me, I'm not sorry, fuck her mans up
Got new bitches on me, we not sorry, we don't give a fuck
Way too fucked up in the club, we not givin' up
Boring bitches have no fun, yeah, we live it up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
[kets4eki:]
Bitch, I pulled up to the club, and I'm tweaking off some molly
All these fuckers tryna test me, bruh, you better test my money
Molly, Perkies, and some acid, bitch, I'm moving like a zombie
Can't feel shit, I'm not alright, I'm so crunk, about to vomit
Life never been alright, I don't think it's gon' be better
And I'm drowning in these drugs, every day I feel like dying
Can't trust no one, shit's so bad, y'all so fake, you're tryna use me
And one day I'll disappear, and I'm sure I won't be missed
[asteria:]
Won't be missed, won't be missed
When I walk inside the club, bitch, I'm so fucking fabulous
They tell me "tone it down," man, they just can't handle this
At all, at all
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
Got a new bitch on me, I'm not sorry, fuck her mans up
Got new bitches on me, we not sorry, we don't give a fuck
Way too fucked up in the club, we not givin' up
Boring bitches have no fun, yeah, we live it up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
Not a fan, uh
Turn her to a dancer
Where's your manners?
Think I know the answer
Cut your anger
I tell her drop her pants, yeah
I make bank, yeah
Let's go cop a drink, yeah, yeah
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
Got a new bitch on me, I'm not sorry, fuck her mans up
Got new bitches on me, we not sorry, we don't give a fuck
Way too fucked up in the club, we not givin' up
Boring bitches have no fun, yeah, we live it up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
Put your hands up
Yeah, put your hands up
(If you up in this party, popping molly, put your hands)
(If you up in this party, popping molly, put your hands)
(If you up in this party, popping molly, put your hands)
(If you up in this party, popping molly, put your ha-ha-han...)
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
Got a new bitch on me, I'm not sorry, fuck her mans up
Got new bitches on me, we not sorry, we don't give a fuck
Way too fucked up in the club, we not givin' up
Boring bitches have no fun, yeah, we live it up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
[kets4eki:]
Bitch, I pulled up to the club, and I'm tweaking off some molly
All these fuckers tryna test me, bruh, you better test my money
Molly, Perkies, and some acid, bitch, I'm moving like a zombie
Can't feel shit, I'm not alright, I'm so crunk, about to vomit
Life never been alright, I don't think it's gon' be better
And I'm drowning in these drugs, every day I feel like dying
Can't trust no one, shit's so bad, y'all so fake, you're tryna use me
And one day I'll disappear, and I'm sure I won't be missed
[asteria:]
Won't be missed, won't be missed
When I walk inside the club, bitch, I'm so fucking fabulous
They tell me "tone it down," man, they just can't handle this
At all, at all
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
Got a new bitch on me, I'm not sorry, fuck her mans up
Got new bitches on me, we not sorry, we don't give a fuck
Way too fucked up in the club, we not givin' up
Boring bitches have no fun, yeah, we live it up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
Not a fan, uh
Turn her to a dancer
Where's your manners?
Think I know the answer
Cut your anger
I tell her drop her pants, yeah
I make bank, yeah
Let's go cop a drink, yeah, yeah
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
Got a new bitch on me, I'm not sorry, fuck her mans up
Got new bitches on me, we not sorry, we don't give a fuck
Way too fucked up in the club, we not givin' up
Boring bitches have no fun, yeah, we live it up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
If you up in this party poppin' molly, put your hands up
