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s3nsi molly & lil brook - stu shit lyrics

[intro: s3nsi molly & lil brook]
i can’t do that sh-t
ayy, you’ll get shot on that gang sh-t
ayy, i’m with lil brook right now, you know we finna turn the f-ck up, haha
ayy, look, put y’all money down, go

[verse: s3nsi molly & lil brook]
ayy, i pour a four
spot an opp, pop out with dracos
hit him and give him a halo, ayy
i got my k!llers on payroll
homicide sh-t, it’s a case closed
that n-gga gon’ do what i say so
pourin’ that red in a mango
hit a few l!cks in durangos
ayy, ayy, i got the packs on a fed-ex
ayy, red x right where your head at
she put her head where my legs at
i meet with the plug, we don’t fake chat
runnin’ with choppers, like, “where the bread?”
ayy, i spin in a bin, it’s right on your head
ayy, i keep the sticks just in case a n-gga try me
i got the glock, i shoot the opp that’s right beside me
i love the glock but i always keep a shotty
ayy, messy b-tch got popped up at the party, ayy
shotty close if a n-gga try to approach
if he do, we gon’ smoke him like he toast
my n-gga reckless, f-ck it, call my shooter ghost
ho gon’ try me so my b-tch, she do the most
we do the most, ayy
pull up and catch ’em, lay ’em down
lay ’em down, that glock do damage, we let off fifty rounds
we let off rounds, where the ‘woods at? we roll up by the pound
ayy, i’m in the trap, where the brick? i break it down
break it down in the pot, ayy, i got the mopsticks
ayy, b-tch tryna run up, know i pop sh-t, ayy
molly only b-tch that i rock with
young n-ggas totin’ but i know that they ain’t poppin’ sh-t, ayy
we got them chops
f-ck n-gga play, he get knocked out his socks
we got them shots, we got glocks with the c-cks
high off the gas and we smokin’ moonrock, ayy
and that’s no cap, we got the packs up in the stu, ayy
where the glock? i need to turn up in the booth
gucci sign, got it tatted on my face, ayy
spray that chopper, b-tch, don’t pull up with no mase, ayy
i’m off of papers, i can’t catch another case
but if it’s murder we don’t ever leave a trace
ayy, laws in the front so we jump through the back
spark some your sh-t and we got on a mask
look at your chain, b-tch i’ma take it
don’t think you won’t die, b-tch, you won’t make it
the laws askin’ questions, i’m tellin’ him lies
look at that beam, right in your eyes
chopper go boom, that’s a big -ss surprise
play with lil molly, get put in the sky
and lil brook, that’s my b-tch
back up a body, throw that in the ditch
you in a coffin ’cause you was talkin’
cut off your legs, b-tch, ain’t no more walkin’
ride or die, slip and slide
bust for my n-gga, you know that’s my slime
that’s my slatt, we gon’ blatt up in the coupe (skrrt)
drakes be clappin’, but my chopper, it go ooh

[outro: s3nsi molly & lil brook]
ooh, boom, hah, yeah, haha
ayy, yeah that ho go hard

- s3nsi molly lil brook lyrics

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