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[Chorus]
Poppin' molly, b*tch, I smoke exotic
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Poppin' molly, b*tch, I smoke exotic
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas

[Verse]
That ho, she callin'
She want me, prolly
She told me, "Fendi, Prada," [?] Balenciaga
Ball, I feel like Mamba
[?]
Whip black, Barack Obama
[?], f*ck that [?]
Two-fifty inside the coupe, god damn
I might just take off the roof, god damn
That ho got used out the juice, god damn
She wanna f*ck 'cause she know who I am
[?] n*gga, b*tch, I got my bag up
[?], don't call no backup
You'd rather pick up your bag, bruh
[?]
I serve packs like a mailman
God damn, [?] like a tin can
I'm coolin' down, making bands, man
She tryna f*ck, pulling up with her friends now
I cannot f*ck on no fan ho
Sit back, I let the [?]
[?] 'bout friendzone
[?] sh*t, n*gga, hell no
[?]
[Chorus]
Poppin' molly, b*tch, I smokе exotic
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Monеy in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Poppin' molly, b*tch, I smoke exotic
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas

[Outro]
Poppin' molly, b*tch, I smoke exotic
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Poppin' molly, b*tch, I smoke exotic
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
Money in, b*tch, I'm countin' commas
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