mollysantana000 - ozone remix lyrics
[mollysantana000]
[verse 1]
(i said f+ck ’em he a bozo)
(and i’m smokin’ on that ozone)
if you want to f+ck with me?
then you gonna pay a fee
and i’m putting in that work
but i ain’t talkin’ s+xually
and these n+ggas gonna flirt
but he ain’t the one i’m trying to please
i’m focused on them pesos
yeah i’m focused on that green
[chorus]
tryna hit a rara?
smoke ’em like a rasta
i’m too good like rockstar
poke em like i’m [caca?]
better come come right when you speak to me
and i’m not gon’ do no feature unless its 10k, best believe
[verse 2]
yeah that n+gga best believe
stop tryna play with the [???]
took my b+tch to france but she come from italy
they don’t think i notice how they turn to mini+me’s
i said “b+tch, you sh+ttin’ me?”
think that they can copy but i spent 5k on my feet
20k on my outfit im so fresh like mr. clean
rollin’ off a bean i can teach them how to [key?]
i can teach em how to [key?]
turn you to a student lil n+gga oh yeah i’m gon’ teach
i been making [?]
f+ck a [?] put em on a leash
gah d+mn
i said f+ck em he a bozo
yes i’m smoking on that ozone
and i’m riding f+cking dolo
[chorus]
tryna hit a rara?
smoke em like a rasta
i’m too good like rockstar
poke em like i’m [caca?]
better come come right when you speak to me
and i’m not gon’ do no feature unless its 10k, best believe
[che]
[verse 1]
d+mn, hoe i’m smokin’ on some cream
i gotta keep my gen 5 tucked cause these n+ggas act so keen
no, i ain’t come to do tiktoks i’m tryna f+ck hoe what you mean?
draco wit no beam
helmut lang my jeans
this hoe know how to key
can’t leave the crib n+gga with no bl!ck tucked
no we ain’t sippin’ no green
n+ggas don’t know how to make em hip, huh
n+gga ain’t had no drink
i just woke up started making hiphop
i just been livin the dream
two goth b+tches finna make em liplock
n+ggas finna hit the [?]
it’s 2:30 tryna suck that cum quick
never ever cuff a dumb b+tch
draco, extended mag finna dump sh+t
yea n+gga f+ck yo function
i hit his lil’ hoe cause she love d+ck
[?] mc’lovin
i got these racks in my phone [?]
[still che]
[verse 2]
ar+p gon’ bust if you talk down
this lil’ hoe+hoe+hoe talk she talk so much i had enough now
n+ggas ain’t [?] no drank, b+tch i could never ever put my cup down
i wanna “hahaha” right to my tellers
cause i love them
(laugh to the bank, chief keef reference)
until i start steppin’ in margiela they ain’t love me
i’m tryna get in this lil’ hoe mouth but h+ll nah b+tch, no cuffing
n+ggas gon’ talk+talk+talk so much but don’t say nothing
h+ll nah i don’t wanna hear that, cut yo phone down we don’t bump him
(squa+ squa+ squad)
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