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1eleven – molly cyrus lyrics

[intro: 1eleven]

miley! (roll off the molly)

(yeah, yeah)

[hook: 1eleven]

i got a b+tch, so bad and she look like miley
she wanna roll off the molly
pull up i knock out the p+ssy i feel like tyson
leave the sh+t lookin like bobby
pull out the glock ’cause i don’t really feel like fighting
i only feel like poppin’
yo b+tch said she wanna come over and blow me like dyson
but i got a b+tch in the lobby

i got a b+tch that look like miley cyrus, yo b+tch gon’ give you a virus
i did the dash on a cop boy i was flyin, i don’t be hearin’ the sirens
i’ma be countin’ my paper you countin papyrus
i make a hit like the pirates
say you gon’ pull up and air out the crib, that’s violent
all i bе hearin’ is silence

[verse 1: 1eleven]
f+ck gеttin’ drunk on a plane i get drunk on an island
me and my twizzy be wilin’
heard he went copped him a pair of new jeans and they robins
pull up and i’m finna rob him
shawty she love me she puttin’ my pic in a lock it
tell that girl “you better stop it”
that b+tch just want me for clout, so i had to drop it
i cannot f+ck with the gossip

yeah! (ay)
just hopped in the whip, pulled up to the show and i showed up late
i don’t be eating ’til all of my dogs finna get ’em a plate
i don’t like hoes, ’cause they wanna f+ck and get passed to the gang
this b+tch trippin’, just got a text said she wanna go on a date
but you know i can’t do that
if a b+tch get on me in the club, and her man pull up, and i k!ll her man too bad
and if his gang wanna come buss’, then we gon pull up v12 said it came too fast
f+ck that spanish b+tch she call me “papi”, i’m that b+tches dad

we some pot heads
drug addict feigns, where my tweakers at?
i’m a hot head
i just sent three shots where the d+mn police was at

i got weed in the back
and some b+tches, i got three in the back
i’m hittin’, hittin’ all three from the back
stop trippin’, all d+mn three got an ass
she want it, baby you don’t even gotta ask
and my ex said “god d+mn, why you gotta do me like that?”

[hook: 1eleven]

i got a b+tch, so bad and she look like miley
she wanna roll off the molly
pull up i knock out the p+ssy i feel like tyson
leave the sh+t lookin like bobby

pull out the glock ’cause i don’t really feel like fighting
i only feel like poppin’
yo b+tch said she wanna come over and blow me like dyson
but i got a b+tch in the lobby
i got a b+tch that look like miley cyrus, yo b+tch gon’ give you a virus
i did the dash on a cop boy i was flyin, i don’t be hearin’ the sirens
i’ma be countin’ my paper you countin papyrus
i make a hit like the pirates
say you gon’ pull up and air out the crib, that’s violent
all i be hearin’ is silence

[verse 2: abu]

i got a b+tch that look like bella hadid, b+tch get on your knees
she want me to put this d+ck all in her mouth she sayin “daddy, please”
cops try to pull me over, don’t surrender i ain’t never gon’ freeze
skrrt out a lot in a brand new foreign car it look like a gt3

yeah, she givin’ me neck
baby don’t pull up on me unless you about to bring me a check
that new icy patek
d+mn all this water on my wrist and my neck and i don’t wanna flex
look in my trunk issa tec!
loadin’ up shot to shot, yeah we leavin a mess
broski gon’ say he gon’ shoot, its a bet
shoot up your dogs, broski you finna need you a vet

this b+tch want me to pull up and meet her mom
i can’t show no love, ’cause i’m with the bros and we tight like the mod
ask that b+tch “kapeesh?”
i better hear a “kaposh”
i better not hear a peep, otherwise i get you popped (i’m gonna get you popped, yeah)

[hook: 1eleven]

i got a b+tch, so bad and she look like miley
she wanna roll off the molly
pull up i knock out the p+ssy i feel like tyson
leave the sh+t lookin like bobby

pull out the glock ’cause i don’t really feel like fighting
i only feel like poppin’
yo b+tch said she wanna come over and blow me like dyson
but i got a b+tch in the lobby

[outro: 1eleven]

man i swear, this b+tch thought she was gon’ be my b+tch
b+tch, stop playin with me
i don’t got time for this sh+t
i just got time for these bricks
i just got time for a pic
i got your b+tch off a perc, now she sayin’ she got the spins

oh god d+mn, f+ck, oh man
“who is he?” b+tch i’m him
“whatchu eat?” two, three xans
b+tch i’m geeked
i had your b+tch on my phone last week

she said she wanna suck my d
f+ck that hoe then i made the b+tch scream
only had one b+tch for a year or like three
and this b+tch thought i’d buy her a ring

but you know i can’t do that (no i can’t)

- 1eleven lyrics

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