Juice WRLD - Molly At The Rave (Freestyle) lyrics

Oh, it's a Hit-Boy joint, huh?
Yeah, okay, huh, okay, uh
Okay, uh, okay, mhm

Baby, I'm stuck in my ways
It's been a couple of days
I could fuck you for days
Guess I'm stuck in my ways
Yes, I'm young and I'm paid
So they hearts getting slayed
I'm a rebel, I'm a rockstar
Take it to the grave, uh
Molly at the rave, yes I misbehave, uh huh
Molly at the rave, yes I misbehave, uh huh
I'm gon' do the dash on my dirt bike
Fuck a Wraith
Everybody the same color to me
I'm screaming "Fuck a race!"
Anybody want a problem with me
They gon' get erased my pencil, ayy
I got the life pencil, erase your ass away
Listen to the way I spit on it, huh
Look at this beat, I'ma get on it, huh
No hip-hop but I'ma spit on it, huh
Your girl said she gon' spit on it, huh
That nigga don't got shit on me, huh
That nigga fake, that nigga hate
Bitch, I am Givenchy, he Abercrombie
It's a difference that I make
All the money that I make is mine
Just won't a nigga ever take
I don't really never take my time
Especially when I be spitting lines
This is off the dome when I hit it
Freestyle, I ain't rippin' the written
Beat the pussy, I don't fuck with the kitten
In the cut probably holdin' a Smith &
That's Cupid
Tryna make me shuffle like Cupid
No Nike, but I just do it
Juice WRLD, Triple 9, that's a movement
Yeah, molly at the rave, I misbehave
Hm, molly at the rave, I'm gon' misbehave
Freestyle a song on the radio
Damn near everyday
Ayy, molly at the rave, I'm gon' misbehave
See, it's me and Charlie, we in the party
I'm feeling gnarly, I'm off a perky
Mixed with the molly
If she want a train, I'll call a trolly
I get it popping
I'm Tony Hawk and I feel like a ollie
But I'm on a beat like a damn Kamikaze
I'm a rockstar, Black Sabbath, no Ozzy
Pull up in a Mazi, nigga can't stop me
Knock 'em out like Rocky
I'm young and rich and humble just
Ain't wanna be too cocky
But shit, muck around with my hand on my cock
Gun to the opps, run up get popped
I'm at the Gucci shop, buy what I want, yeah
Cause I deserve it, my flow is perfect
(Perfect) there's snakes in the grass
With my John Deere help me see the serpents
God gave me the sermon
He told me I earned it
I'm looking at the bridges
That I'm tryna rebuild
Should've never burned 'em
That's life, it's trial and error
Niggas is full of mistakes
I'm eating so good that I had
To put VVS's on my plate
I'm working out my problems
My demons ain't in good shape
But I'm in better shape boxing the devil
Like damn he didn't know I was a heavyweight
(He's heating up) but still misbehave
Molly at the rave, still misbehave
Chains 'round my neck, I told you
I ain't finna be no slave
Put that on my grave
Molly at the rave, misbehave