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molly brazy - focused lyrics

[verse 1: molly brazy]
get a little bigger n-gg-, you ain’t touchin’ no cheese
talkin’ crazy on the net then end up coppin’ a plea
yeah that was me, ridin’ in that long sleeve with them slees
i got a family to feed, gotta get it by any means
man i love my team, wanna see all of my n-gg-s eat
you want but can’t get it, boy i know i’m a tease
molly b, 313, joy road where i be
walk in, sn-tch your n-gg-, all my b-tches on fleek
how many b-tches you know copped a [?] at seventeen
know i’m for sure rocking, you see my neck on freeze
you can never hide from me, lil b-tch don’t breathe
send my boys for your og, try to run off with some cheese

[chorus: cammy bands]
we gon’ live up today ’cause we rollin’
we gon’ hop out today ’cause we rollin’
we gon’ pop off today ’cause we rollin’
all this money in my face, i can’t focus
riding with that chopper on side of me
i remember when n-gg-s wouldn’t ride for me
all this money in my face, i can’t focus
all this money in my face, i can’t focus

[verse 2: 9000 rondae]
i talk that sh-t ’cause i live it n-gg-
how you claim in the hood but you ain’t living in it
young n-gg- but i got more stripes than a zebra
i pull up and leave more spots than a cheetah
if you speaking on the dead, n-gg- we gon’ dead that
hop out and leave your f-cking head where your legs at
don’t play that he said, don’t give a f-ck who said that
we gon’ all sh-lls, lookin’ like we egged that
slap your nuts on p-ssy, you neeed to glue somethin’ to you
boy you wouldn’t catch a body if i threw one to you
i ain’t trippin’ ’bout a benz, this ammo go through it
and really talk is cheap, i speak money so fluent, n-gg-

[verse 3: cammy bands]
we just runnin’ up a check with our eyes closed
if i ever said i love you that’s a typo
my lil baby she so fine, she don’t like hoes
she put that forty to your face and then she skype ho
i’m just riding with my n-gg-s in the crunch time
these lil n-gg-s getting murked off a punchline
if the lick looking right then it’s lunch time
i ain’t worried ’bout n-body, got a whole mile
we ain’t worried ’bout n-body, f-ck they hand outs
all these broke p-ssy n-gg-s need a hand out
she wanna f-ck with a n-gg- ’cause i stand out
he got hisself into the beef and never came out
yeah yeah yeah yeah

[verse 4: cash kidd]
said i’m done smoking, the next day i’m smoking out the zip
all this bullsh-t we went through, how can i forget
just to eat, hold the door open, run out with chips
now we eating, and we slamming doors on the nicest whips
lil bro got more money than me and i got some sh-t
p-ss bro the chopper and he scored, that’s my -ssist
in the mall, i be counting on some hockey sh-t
all these slides on me plus i got the stic
smokin’ all this cookie, not no chocolate chip
boy don’t make me pull up like stojakovic
i’m strapped, you not, use your common sense
i could f-ck the baddest b-tch in these nike flips

- molly brazy lyrics

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