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no.use - stop drop & mole lyrics

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i welcome ya’ll to mole city
got all the homies rollin wit me
got all the hoes exposin’ titties
got all the bowls packed 40 60

whole f-ckin’ building’s roasted out
everybody feelin’ toasted now
pad smellin’ kinda ratchet
when that cigarette gets p-ssed around

and you feelin’ pretty shlapped, boutta fall down on ur -ss
and yak, take a seat, ya need to relax
u just pulled too hard, u went a little too far
and it hit just a bit too fast

but don’t worry about it, bruh, this sh-t ain’t crack
it’s just prolly not somethin’ you’re tryna snap
that sh-t takes practice, frickin’ asthma
got our lungs gettin’ mad at us, straight plastered

i’m faded, i’m swearin’ it
and i’m down to share a spliff
cuz these are the boys that i’m down to get wasted with
and these moles are some crazy sh-t

ya we the masters of takin fat rips
and i ain’t a pacifist, so if u ain’t gonna p-ss that sh-t
or if i ain’t on ya track list, imma reak havoc
cuz i’m the f-ckin’ captain in this b-tch

uh, f-ck with my crew i dare ya
ewan collin 2 stoner jews and jared
ya i know u too scared to square up
tuck your tail and run home-to-your-parents

cuz rap, i got a flair for it
linin’ up and i ain’t sharin’ em
this is real sh-t, here’s somethin’ rare for ya
imma light up that spliff and takeover america

mobbin’ all day and i’m f-ckin’ tired
gonna squad up tonight, we got the whole crew
lookin’ like we finna pull an all nighter
but the kush straight fire, so what u do?

hook:
stop. drop. and mole
frosty rocks, for the bong, sh-ts cold
won’t stop, till the top, i won’t fold
real high when i stop drop and mole

we chillin’ we faded, seemingly wasted, look at the face
that he’s makin’, prolly due to the way the rip tasted, not always the greatest

but it gets me so spun that its worth getting used to the flavor, might think i’m crazy
but i f-ck a b-tch daily, c-m on her face and, go right back to bakin’

like i’m makin’ a cake and sh-t, and i’m a waste and i’m a lazy sh-t, but i get away with it
cuz i’m creative with the way i spit and i been makin’ hits since the day i came in to this rap game

ya’ll must be into this track rape, cuz i leave every beat with an -ss gape
so save your sh-t, i’m gonna take her quick, make her taste this d-ck
and imma rake in that bacon, b-tch

drop this tape and start wastin’ em
i was a spaced out kid in ben lomond
no weed, no t, no direction
now every time i spit everyone gets an erection

they want a piece of my d-ck
cuz me, king midas
takes the fattest of rips
my jeans, these bad b-tches unzip

but i would climb a f-cking mountain
if it would rid me of this cottonmouth sh-t
talk about sh-t i don’t like, i’m tryna blow a pound
so i could do without it

i’m walkin’ around this house and
there appears to be no water fountain
it was hard enough to get off the couch
but water we’re out and its the only thing i wanna be doused in

must be the drought then
cuz this sh-t don’t wanna be found it’s
like, i’m being put down cuz, i
decided to live my life a devout d-ck

so that first swallow after a rip
got me hopin’ for somethin’ to sip, on
i wish that i had a c-ke or a 5th
cuz my throat dry as a b-tch, dawg

from ben lomond to aptos
i been rollin’ with shlap mob
and i’m over you whack thots
all you posers can fap off

back off, i’m down for 3 things and thats gettin’ away with slackin’ off and gettin’ paid to smack talk
and getting laid while rippin’ off a fat bong, uh

i’m on that mole hype, so take what you need its last call
cuz after i’m done with this bowl, all the goods’ll be all gone

i’m fiendin hard, somebody p-ss me that tall bong, but
shnappin’ this rimmer’s gonna make the ground hard to walk on

so imma grab hold of something, and for the love of god not let go
cuz i’ll hit the floor so hard the whole valley’s gonna hear an echo

just thought i’d let you know before i rip this bowl, that i expect this mole to envelope me whole
i’m telling you, bro, this ain’t no f-ckin joke, we’re going up in smoke, finna get them benjamins, yo

i been mobbin’ all day and i’m f-ckin tired
gonna squad up tonight, we got the whole crew
lookin’ like we finna pull an all nighter
but the kush straight fire, so what u do?

hook:
stop. drop. and mole
frosty rocks, for the bong, sh-ts cold
won’t stop, till the top, i won’t fold
real high when i stop drop and mole

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