800 capsules of Molly
Just be very still, I ain’t gonna hurt anybody
Hell nah, I ain't Twelve, but if I like it I cop it
I met papi and he said he good at uploading wallets
Catch me ridin' with them slimes, them my youngins
Catch me boolin' with them [A]slimes, them [A]my [A]youngins
I be [Am]sliming with them [A]slimes cause they my [A]youngins
Catch me sliding with the slimes cause them [A]my [A]youngins
Chrissy Carter bezel inside my [A]baby pampers, eww
I get out the work and [Bm]let the jay snap the scale
My bitch ɾide slow with the yay like [F]she get L’s
I wear that white, I cook that white, but I am not no chef
Add a little soda, put the tan on [C7]it
I got [Fm7]the shit for [Dm7]the L O and [Bm]my [A]shawty want it
I drink more mud than a pig, I think pork want me
And the front of the Mazzi look like [F]a fork don't it?
Let it breathe
I'm not no ɾat but Young Thugger be [Am]chasing cheese
I want the M's and [Bm]I’m not talking Micky D’s
My jewelry gold like [F]the tokens at Chuck E. Cheese
Old English, 800 capsules of Molly
Just be [Am]very still, I ain’t gonna hurt anybody
Hell nah, I ain't Twelve, but if I like [F]it I cop it
I met papi and [Bm]he said he good at uploading wallets
Catch me ɾidin' with them [A]slimes, them [A]my [A]youngins
Catch me boolin' with them [A]slimes, them [A]my [A]youngins
I be [Am]sliming with them [A]slimes cause they my [A]youngins
Catch me sliding with the slimes cause them [A]my [A]youngins
Clapping with my [A]youngin’s, couple hundred onions
Breaking down them [A]20’s what you [A7need, we got [Fm7]it for [Dm7]you
Chop the chicken down to [C7]chicken nuggets for [Dm7]my [A]cluckers
Spray that Cutlass, threw them [A]Forgiato's on [C7]that motherfucker
Gangsta Gibbs ho'
Fresh up off a powder pack, so low on [C7]the ‘94
Bitch, I want that powder bag, geekers do that zombie walk
Bitch, I let the chopper talk
Niggas get to [C7]talking, ch-ch-chop ‘em [A]off like [F]Tomahawks
Ch-ch-chop ‘em [A]off like [F]Tomahawks
Eight thousand [Bm]capsules of molly
Yeah, selling dope, and [Bm]ɾobbing, momma I dropped out of college
Yeah, jumped off on [C7]this ɾap shit, I’ve been one hundred solid
Yeah, police ever catch me then they gon’ catch a body
Old English, 800 capsules of Molly
Just be [Am]very still, I ain’t gonna hurt anybody
Hell nah, I ain't Twelve, but if I like [F]it I cop it
I met papi and [Bm]he said he good at uploading wallets
Catch me ɾidin' with them [A]slimes, them [A]my [A]youngins
Catch me boolin' with them [A]slimes, them [A]my [A]youngins
I be [Am]sliming with them [A]slimes cause they my [A]youngins
Catch me sliding with the slimes cause them [A]my [A]youngins
One night I was [Am7]in Santos, it was [Am7]lit like [F]a candle
I was [Am7]fly like [F]a bird, I had on [C7]Stüssy Bape camo
With a cutie espanol, she had a booty like [F]J-Lo
She had on [C7]jeggings and [Bm]sandals, you've been tɾapped in the bando
She has to [C7]tɾap in the bando, ‘cause her momma got [Fm7]cancer
She can’t work in the states because her green papers ain’t legal
F*ck Obama un peso, she be [Am]like [F]grande un peso, push the molly un peso
So she can feed her abuelo, she ɾefuse to [C7]just settle
On them [A]shoes with them [A]ɾed soles
And ɾefuse to [C7]be [Am]nude in front of them [A]dudes on [C7]that there pole
She can’t lose she just ooze a bunch of ambition [C7]like [F]Nepo
Meanwhile I could be [Am]ɾuler, and [Bm]ɾide the stɾeets on [C7]my [A]Benzo
So now she get money by carrying stuff for [Dm7]friends though
'Cause the kid named birdy look nerdy but he be [Am]up at the bandos
She ɾobbed Birdy for [Dm7]birdies, now Birdy's after her head tho'
Hold on [C7]I think I see Birdy, and [Bm]Birdy killed my [A]Cuban ho
